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[cheesegivesgas]

im feeling soo depressed..

i miss partying..
i miss six flags..
i miss jack and coke..
i miss my nice tight abs..

i miss feeling sexy..

i dont know where he is half the time..
or what hes doing..
i hate that..

maybe i do know.. but i rather believe something else..
maybe just to prepare myself for the worst..

he said hed be here at 9..
maybe i should just add an extra hour or 3
to watever he says.. its never accurate..
hes such a liar.. i hate it..
always texting me an hour later..
what if i went into labor..
thatll just be another "sorry"
added to the long list of his..
he'll be fucking sorry when i leave with my baby..

i just wanna cry all the damn time..

alls i know is that thers a box of fresh cookies in the kitchen
that i would like to devoure...

i wish i could take my baby and leave this world..
me n him will be best pals forever..