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WHAT THE FUCK
thats like all i can think about right now.
what the fucking fuck.
Why do i pretend like i am so ominous figure when im not, im no better then anyone else, in the end i am pulling the wool over my own eyes. I knew who he was talking to, i knew who he was texting, i knew who's phone number he was adding to his cell; the proof was there yet i still gave him the benifit of the doubt.
He said he needed to get his shit together, i said okay, i'll wait, he asked if he could ask me out when he has it figured out, i said okay, i'll wait. Call it naivity or whatever you like, but i believed him. The part i didnt know aboiut was when he said getting his shit together, he must of meant putting his toungue down his throat.
Fucked me over good, i'll give you that.
How silly was i to believe his bullshit, the answers were in front of me the whole time, they were on his myspace, his friends, they all gave it away; yet i still didnt believe it.
you probably cant even comprehend how mortified i am. Four people told me about how you two made out, what am i supposed to do?
How could you. You went on about how youre not all that special, baby you are special, you were special, atleast to me. You said you werent like other guys, yet you are just the same, you claim to be different yet you are no better.
Do i give you the benifit? Do i believe it was nothing and it was all that you said it was, or what.
what am i supposed to do?
you tell me.
thats like all i can think about right now.
what the fucking fuck.
Why do i pretend like i am so ominous figure when im not, im no better then anyone else, in the end i am pulling the wool over my own eyes. I knew who he was talking to, i knew who he was texting, i knew who's phone number he was adding to his cell; the proof was there yet i still gave him the benifit of the doubt.
He said he needed to get his shit together, i said okay, i'll wait, he asked if he could ask me out when he has it figured out, i said okay, i'll wait. Call it naivity or whatever you like, but i believed him. The part i didnt know aboiut was when he said getting his shit together, he must of meant putting his toungue down his throat.
Fucked me over good, i'll give you that.
How silly was i to believe his bullshit, the answers were in front of me the whole time, they were on his myspace, his friends, they all gave it away; yet i still didnt believe it.
you probably cant even comprehend how mortified i am. Four people told me about how you two made out, what am i supposed to do?
How could you. You went on about how youre not all that special, baby you are special, you were special, atleast to me. You said you werent like other guys, yet you are just the same, you claim to be different yet you are no better.
Do i give you the benifit? Do i believe it was nothing and it was all that you said it was, or what.
what am i supposed to do?
you tell me.