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Why him?

Why is it always him?

And why is it always her?

And why am I never lucky?

Why am I stuck being worthless?

Fuck this.

I hate this shit and I just want it to fucking stop.

I mean, I never asked for any of this.

I never meant for any of this to happen.

and I'm so fucking sorry.

I fucked everything up.

And you'll never love me.

And I fucking know that.

And now it just hurts like hell every time I see you.

And I'm trying not to care.

But it just doesn't work that way.

So fuck all this.

I don't even care anymore.

I've dealt with what she's feeling every single goddamn day since september.

It's not new to me.

And I'm sick and tired of crying myself to sleep every night over some bastard who'll never give a shit.

He can go chase those girls who'll never love him like I do.

And he'll get his heart broken and then I'll be there to console him but he won't fucking pay attention to the way I look at him.

But who cares?

All three of the people in this know who they are.

So if you have to ask, it's not you.


Posted on 03/20/2007 8:14 AM Visits: 10
xwishxonxaxbulletx: 04/09/2007 6:17 PM
bastard...ouch. and your right, i dont have to ask. but it all comes off as kinda portentious dont ya think?? yes i know ive fucked up some hardcore shit, and i regret it. but now that your home we should talk about this face to face, not keyboard to keyboard.
harlequin13: 04/12/2007 4:18 PM
this is old.
things have changed.
but yes, this is one of the many things i want ot talk about when we see each other.
soon.
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