Thursday, February 4, 2010

I am sick...

and tired of this bullshit every goddamn day.

I might as well just go live by myself. We don't talk. We don't do anything. I threaten to leave and you don't even do anything to try and stop me.
I've been sitting here all damn day trying to get SOMETHING out of you. Anything...but I guess I'm just too real.

It's really clear what matters to you, and apparently, we're not a part of this little fantasy world your living in.
I guess all I can do now is sit around and wait for your time to run out.








25 days...

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