Friday, August 12, 2005

I Hope You Read THis and Remember How to Hate Me

Cum 1 we were drunk and his hands got lazy.

Fuck you, she thought more angry and more bitter and biting her lip. Her new favorite habit.

bad singing to love songs brought tears to her eyes, you fuckign dissapointed her. Get over that bitch. Get over it. what fucking bullshit.

You want her? have her. she's fucking nothing. she's fucking disgusting. like always. Take that.

What a liar. What a fake. What a waste of precious time.

Don't hold her then, she never needed it anyways. That's all you were good for. Fail her.

Is her syntax off? her rhythm gone? like she gives a shit.

Let's raise our glasses one more time. Cheers to all your mistakes. Cheers to the good thing you let get away.

Cheers to the love you never felt.

I'll take a shot to that. I'll dance to that. I'll drink away my memories of you.

(what a break of character, another to add to the list.)

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