Tuesday, November 21, 2006
everything is so fucked up.
one exits stage left and the other enters stage right.
both are giving me a fucking hellish time.
it's not working, we could be friends.
but of course, that's not what you want.
what, you want to save your face cause it's
too late considering your besmirched reputation of
a bloody bastard.
you're making things hard.why can't you just let it go,
it's not always about your pride.
guess i misunderstood you alot.
enough to mess with my head and making me
think otherwise.
fine,you said you don't want to give me false hopes.
but that's exactly what you're doing now.
if you're going to be a sloth,why bother in the first place.
you're a male bitch.
i wish it would be easy to dismiss you from my thoughts
like all the others.
p.s: it can't be helped, but it trumps being dumb and imbelic.
p.p.s: what happen to the part where channing tatum wears his tights?
♥XOXO