Nov 24, 2006 08:40
now it's one empty bottle and 2 broken hearts. mile by mile we're further apart. now it's 2 broken bottles and four empty hearts.
after speaking to a certain someone, having a chat with gabe, and then working on my list of songs devoted to exs, i came to the realization that if i never spoke to most of them ever again, i would be a much happier person.
so to those gals who broke my heart, or the ones that i can't help but feel wounded about, please do me a favor, and kindly stay the hell away from me. i know you don't want anything to do with me, and you know that nothing good can come of our littlle conversations.
good bye, and good fucking riddance.