you fucked up my whole day............
So I'm driving down the road, minding my own bussiness and it fucking happens....
I just happen to look at the cars waiting to turn as I am turing on the road and there you are.
At first I was like "maybe I just think its you" but come on now, it was fucking you....I know this because
You had your cell to your fucking ear like your somebody that anybody would want to talk to, and you nearly broke your neck starring at me with that sick sick sick smile of yours. I pretened like I didnt want to ram my car into yours and just kept on driving, resisting the urge to flick you off and reminding myself that I couldnt spit that far.
Now as if seeing you wasnt bad enough, I began to think of you. Than not only did I want to hit you but also myslef for ever letting you around me. MAN O FUCKING MAN what was I thinking.
The only positive thing I could tell myself was that you only lasted a few months and I was in a bad state of mind when I met you, and that any thing that happened must have been drug induced. I simply refuse to allow myself to believe that I was that dumb or that desprite.
I will admit your good looking guy so any girl could make the mistake of talking to you, but any sober girl with even half a brain would see that your not fucking right in the head after just a few minutes of speaking to you, so what the fuck was my problem.
I just keep reminding myslef that you prayed on my weaknesses and made me feel lower than shit so i would stay with you, than I dont feel as bad about myself.
theres really no point to this post, I just wanted to tlet you know that when I see you, you ruin my day and i still throw up in my mouth a little each time I think of you.
Hope your life hasnt changed any.
I just happen to look at the cars waiting to turn as I am turing on the road and there you are.
At first I was like "maybe I just think its you" but come on now, it was fucking you....I know this because
You had your cell to your fucking ear like your somebody that anybody would want to talk to, and you nearly broke your neck starring at me with that sick sick sick smile of yours. I pretened like I didnt want to ram my car into yours and just kept on driving, resisting the urge to flick you off and reminding myself that I couldnt spit that far.
Now as if seeing you wasnt bad enough, I began to think of you. Than not only did I want to hit you but also myslef for ever letting you around me. MAN O FUCKING MAN what was I thinking.
The only positive thing I could tell myself was that you only lasted a few months and I was in a bad state of mind when I met you, and that any thing that happened must have been drug induced. I simply refuse to allow myself to believe that I was that dumb or that desprite.
I will admit your good looking guy so any girl could make the mistake of talking to you, but any sober girl with even half a brain would see that your not fucking right in the head after just a few minutes of speaking to you, so what the fuck was my problem.
I just keep reminding myslef that you prayed on my weaknesses and made me feel lower than shit so i would stay with you, than I dont feel as bad about myself.
theres really no point to this post, I just wanted to tlet you know that when I see you, you ruin my day and i still throw up in my mouth a little each time I think of you.
Hope your life hasnt changed any.