...and the saga continues
i wrote all that last night assuming the obvious...
you would get home and call her.
and again, i was right.
you talk shit...and say im the only girl in your life right now.
why even waste your breath?
straight lies are all you have to give?
you write me a song and make love to me the same day you call that bitch up to chit-chat.
"sorry, i was asleep..."
psh.
yeah, and she IS a dumb bitch, cause she knew we were talking.
but im over it for the most part.
i just called you, fucking sped home to call you.
i wanted to see if we could hang out tonight.
you hang up with out a second thought.
but your still mad at me for some reason...the cause?...im oblivious too.
just say the words and this will all tummble to a pile.
there will be no more of "us".
you get mad at me for lurking your shit....yet. you have the privlage of rummaging through my things [my PHONE]?
makes no sense to be honest...
this friendship/relationship is a fucking rollercoaster ride and to be honest...im sick.
im sick of the ups and downs.
the highs and lows.
it drives my mind in circles.
its disturbing and no longer refreshing.
i dont know what to do at this point except rant and rave on this subject that will fail to exsist soon.
but good luck.
you will recieve what you deserve, and i guess that wasnt me.