Thursday, February 25, 2010
fuck you
soft skin doesn't make for reassurance when it comes to the heart. You may look nice on the outside but your insides are as black as the motherfucking night sky bitch. Your words don't seem to compute with the level of compatibility. No mam you're a lost cause and I tried to help you. Brought you up to let you down and now you've flip the tables on me. Well let's see here dearest who's the loser now? Can't you see you only want the eyes not the hearts of those who love you? Attention can only go so far before things start to crumble. Your a lost little puppy that no one's looking for. It's getting colder outside, soon no one will even know you're gone. You're scared about the future. for your life. You're fucked strait up and I ain't helping you out, not that you'd care, but look around everyone's blinded by your lies. Fables you create to mask the truths you detest so much. Smarten the fuck up, times growing short. Soon all your friends are going to turn their backs and you'll be alone again.
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