Jan 14, 2006 16:48
I will no longer have trust, faith, love, fulfillment, joy in my life.
I will no longer tell my feelings or thought for that manner to anyone.
I have been beetrayed/lied to for the last time.
And quit frankely, I've grown weary from it.
You stole my heart, and threw it in a dumpster of hatred.
I bid you good luck.