Apr 24, 2005 04:45
JAMES. Yeah thats fucking right. To Think I Called you my BEST FRIEND. wow. I can be retarded as shit can't i? oh yeah, so you can FUCK WHOEVER YOU WANT and probably lie about it. Tell THREE girls who are very close friends how much you care and all that other bullshit. I never expected anything to come of US. I wasnt that stupid. But two other girls had to come to a SAD realization. a fucking sad one.
That the guy they considered a best friend is a big fucking fake.
So what if we fucking TALK to eachother. So fucking what?! Go cry about it to your mom or something. I think we all have the right to know whats going on. You have always been & will always be, a fake and a liar. and every person who you ever meet should know that. Just giving people the honor and privilege of knowing the real you. Fun isn't it?
One day you won't have anybody there except for emily who will take you back no matter HOW many times you cheat on her. She is a sweet girl and I'M the one that fucked shit up with her somehow, and you come out smelling like a fucking rose. good job, take a bow. at least you get to have your happy ending.
so uh, in the words of... yourself? Fuck. Off.
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I guess I wrote this just for you.
Every peice of me feels empty
And another friend is lost
Drowning in an endless sea
Of broken hearts and shattered glass
Have you seen the scars on her arms
Or the storms that drench my eyes
Its funny how you changed the rules
But not to my surprise
And I've found it in my heart
To dissapear for you
Because though i don't mean much to you
I would have died to make you smile.
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sorry it had to end up like this. good-bye james hickey.