Wednesday, February 6, 2008

too tired to yell at you...

too tired to tell you to stop fcking glaring at me.
who the hell do you think you are.

its a fcking house goddammit. a house.

too tired to tell you to leave me the fck alone.

just because i cant defend myself.

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first the world gets completely fcked up.

den i have to get beaten up by someone.
(fine, i didnt care that much)

den you.
dont glare at me dont you dare.

i didnt do anything wrong.

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have to get everything bad out before midnight.

i hate my life.

what would you know, boy?
you havnt even been there.

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yea.
because now its on you right?.

n i thought.
what harm could one little thing do?

how stupid.

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