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you are my sweetest downfall; i loved you first, i loved you first. beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth -i have to go, i have to go
honestly.
i wish you'd stop calling. i wish we'd never let things get this far, because now i fear they can't be salvaged. i can't cry anymore, i don't know why. my hands sure will shake though
i'm writing this to you, because i know you still lurk my shit. that should probably cease along with any sort of relationship that we ever could have had.
oh. and did i mention i don't want to talk to you?
i don't want to know anything else, this last lie will do. although i'm sure they'll just keep popping up in my face because damn they're growing like the std population in myrtle beach! oh, and don't expect me to keep any of your secrets...dishonesty is a funny thing, for you it seems to be a way of living and i hope that works out for you.
you text me and say "weak" because i won't answer. i say you are weak because you enbody everything that you claim to despise the most. gross this is the first time i've been absolutely certain that i do not want you in my life. there's a sort of calm about it. there's too much good in the world for me to have my heart in places like this
also, i would prefer if my exboyfriend's friends would quit trying to tell other people that they are not "allowed" to hang out with me. are you fucking kidding? i've been nothing but nice and none of you have any right to say anything about me to protect him, especially when most of you told me the entire time that we were together that i deserved better.
basically you can all kiss my ass. if you need to find me, i'll be kissing hers
oh we couldn't bring the columns down, we couldn't destroy a single one. and history books forgot about us and the bible didn't mention us, not even once.
honestly.
i wish you'd stop calling. i wish we'd never let things get this far, because now i fear they can't be salvaged. i can't cry anymore, i don't know why. my hands sure will shake though
i'm writing this to you, because i know you still lurk my shit. that should probably cease along with any sort of relationship that we ever could have had.
oh. and did i mention i don't want to talk to you?
i don't want to know anything else, this last lie will do. although i'm sure they'll just keep popping up in my face because damn they're growing like the std population in myrtle beach! oh, and don't expect me to keep any of your secrets...dishonesty is a funny thing, for you it seems to be a way of living and i hope that works out for you.
you text me and say "weak" because i won't answer. i say you are weak because you enbody everything that you claim to despise the most. gross this is the first time i've been absolutely certain that i do not want you in my life. there's a sort of calm about it. there's too much good in the world for me to have my heart in places like this
also, i would prefer if my exboyfriend's friends would quit trying to tell other people that they are not "allowed" to hang out with me. are you fucking kidding? i've been nothing but nice and none of you have any right to say anything about me to protect him, especially when most of you told me the entire time that we were together that i deserved better.
basically you can all kiss my ass. if you need to find me, i'll be kissing hers
oh we couldn't bring the columns down, we couldn't destroy a single one. and history books forgot about us and the bible didn't mention us, not even once.