its all fun and games til...

Dec 17, 2009 05:30

someone gets whats coming to them.

I'm keeping myself from getting up.
going into the kitchen.
getting a glass.
grabbing the bottle.
and killing my boredom.
but whats a girl to do when everyone is fast asleep but the little sicko that locks herself in her room all day?
you've killed most of your time sleeping.
you've killed the rest painting.
you've now spent your whole day in your own world. again.
I thought we were done with that?.
no?
bad habits die hard.
if we remember correctly.

I'm kinda scared I put my trust in you for nothing.
not that I'd blame you for turning away.
but unlike most. I'm there if you turn around
can't say I didn't warn you...

Country boy don't buy me a gun.
all that power is too much fun.

You reek of chickasha.
I can tell you'll bring me some kind of trouble.
but what can I say.
I miss people like you.

The lipstick is still on the floor...
and I'm not cleaning it up.

you're really good for her. for the first time in a long time I don't feel like I have to protect her.

I'm not going to the kitchen...
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