Mar 07, 2004 20:45
brit told me about devon. he's her best friend. and she has feelings for him.
and God spits on me, again..
i'm getting tired of it. but what can i do..
pluh. fuckwad.
i still love the shit out of her.
but this is the way every relationship goes for me. every. single. fucking. one of them.
they always end up like shit. and i hate myself for weeks upon end. because maybe if i said that one thing, or told her that thing.. you know.. shit happens. why can i never please anyone..
i don't guess i'll bother with it anymore.
love's shit, anyway. love's dodgey.
Adam Damron . Let Go
The time has come, the Walrus said.
To talk of many things.
Of shoes and ships and ceiling wax.
Of cabbages and kings.
And why the sea is boiling hot.
And whether pigs have wings.