somebody shoot me, please.
turns out that he was cheating on me since July, but didn't have the integrity to end it like he should have. instead, getting dunk and calling me "fat cunt" all the time and playing with me irresponsibly was the weapon of choice - at least it gave me the signs that things weren't working and led me to jump ship myself.
watching your boyfriend irresponsibly mark up a model before a shoot, and then drunkenly cut slashes into her thigh in front of you as you watch him lap up her blood... thanks hun, you made it easy for me to leave. oh, and enjoy the hepatitis you'll get from that - you deserve it. man i feel sorry for you.
me, i'm just tired of getting all the bad breaks. i just want a partner that will love me, respect me, and will be my friend. i'm a good person, honest - so why does the world keep shitting on me?!
i miss my friends. I miss the happiness I once felt. I miss having a home to live in (i've been living out of a bag for over a year now). I guess this is what it feels like to be heartbroken.... so yeah, somebody shoot me, please.
I guess i'm just glad to be out of the craziness now. it's over, and i'm away from the insanity, the dishonesty, and the abuse. It's sad though - I just want the happiness back.
turns out that he was cheating on me since July, but didn't have the integrity to end it like he should have. instead, getting dunk and calling me "fat cunt" all the time and playing with me irresponsibly was the weapon of choice - at least it gave me the signs that things weren't working and led me to jump ship myself.
watching your boyfriend irresponsibly mark up a model before a shoot, and then drunkenly cut slashes into her thigh in front of you as you watch him lap up her blood... thanks hun, you made it easy for me to leave. oh, and enjoy the hepatitis you'll get from that - you deserve it. man i feel sorry for you.
me, i'm just tired of getting all the bad breaks. i just want a partner that will love me, respect me, and will be my friend. i'm a good person, honest - so why does the world keep shitting on me?!
i miss my friends. I miss the happiness I once felt. I miss having a home to live in (i've been living out of a bag for over a year now). I guess this is what it feels like to be heartbroken.... so yeah, somebody shoot me, please.
I guess i'm just glad to be out of the craziness now. it's over, and i'm away from the insanity, the dishonesty, and the abuse. It's sad though - I just want the happiness back.
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through papers, photos,
peices of memories,
undiscovered something each time i reminisce.
each time the tears go from happier to lonelier,
with greater demise lingering upon my cheeks.
should she try to kiss me in comfort,
salt would sting her,
pushing her back,
as anything i may do, just... does that.
i think i shall put this cover back atop this old, beaten shoebox of bittersweetness.
that is all i can endure,
for something that should never have been endured at all.
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You know my deal,
one after another they came and gone.
and the whole time i blame my self, i made my self think there was something wrong with me. but the truth was they wasn't ready for some one like me. they didn't deserve me,
were not so different, He, they, didn't deserve you.
yeah were bitter. but we got each other
to put a blanket over our bitterness. Our friendship should remind you that no matter what shit might rain down I'm here for support as you were always there for me.
Hurry Home, Plan on having a old school night out. and fuck what you and i been through the last year or so.