So, tell me you havent been out. Bullshit. -- Saturday --- Wednesday--
tell me you have had a lot on your mind, that is why you dont text..
Bullshit.
tell me nothing is wrong Im not the ass you are.. well......
This hurts so much, cannot describe it,
STOP lying to me.
The truth hurts so much less.
Why do I put up with it.. You know why.. Damn it.
I am too needy.. too desperate.. Damn it...
Someone hit me upside the head, Wake me up,
give me something else.
I hate this feeling.
Used, neglected, desperate.
Loser.
good night, before the alcohol wears off.
R
02/16/2013 1:37a
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