Saturday, January 17, 2009

SHUT THE HELL UP. Just go away.

Sometimes I wish people could live forever and ever because I wish you could.

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So tell me again when is the part I come into your life? You keep telling me the same old things over and over again and I'm tired. Really I am. You're not even there. Why can't you just take a little time off... Blah blah blah I don't even wanna say anything anymore. You built me up, now you tear me down, what am I suppose to do now? I don't know where the hell you are, what the hell you're doing. But I know I'm alone now.

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