Tuesday, June 21, 2011

read this.

I'm saying that I'm a moody, insecure, narrow-minded, jealous,
borderline homicidal bitch, and I want you to promise me that
you're okay with that, because it's who I am, and you're what I need.
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Shut the fuck up, grow some balls and stop feeding me your lies.
I don't believe a word you say anymore, I hope you're happy.
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Bitches don't exsist to me. They're all cum faced sluts.
How much room in your mouth for my name - with all that dick you suck?
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Here's a big fuck you to the calls I waited for. The dates
I hoped for, the love I wanted, the tears I cried and the
heart you broke. Asshole.

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