every friend we ever had in common, i will sever the tie with.
damn. new year, new livejournal entry.
iguess i got allot of shit that won't ever be understood, and alot of people that hated me. i regret nothing
so in this entry, i'm done with this shit. i'm shutting it all down.
i've had way too many scars on my wrists over the following subject, and i'm fucking sick of it.
maybe i wouln't have broken up with you, if she wasn't the only thing you talked about for a whole month me and you, we took advantage of each other.
...regardless of what you may want to think.
i tried to be friends, but you've got alot less tact then i could ever hope for, so i guess things will never work out.
i still havn't broken that one promise, but maybe it's high time i did
you know, that promise, the one you told me you'd keep, even after we broke up
how you promised you and i would loose our virginity together someday.
and yes, referring to me as "the bitch" is extrememly mature.
yes, you were 'konfused' but i don't like how you spell konfusion with a k and neither does webster.
it doesn't do to dwell on broken hearts and forgotten love, so i guess this is it. just remember, you weren't the only one who got hurt and changed as a person over this
well i'm leaving this shit. i don't know about you, but for me, it's pretty much best if i don't think about those 6 months you wasted.
miho chan never died, and neither did takkun. they just went into a winter nap and never quite woke up.
well isn't that what you wanted? dying in each others arms?
that was my dear john. i just hope the right person gets the right message.
and no, i don't need your comments, because i'm going to discontinue reading this journal and posting in it.
you know my fucking number, when it all goes to hell gimme a call
iguess i got allot of shit that won't ever be understood, and alot of people that hated me. i regret nothing
so in this entry, i'm done with this shit. i'm shutting it all down.
i've had way too many scars on my wrists over the following subject, and i'm fucking sick of it.
maybe i wouln't have broken up with you, if she wasn't the only thing you talked about for a whole month me and you, we took advantage of each other.
...regardless of what you may want to think.
i tried to be friends, but you've got alot less tact then i could ever hope for, so i guess things will never work out.
i still havn't broken that one promise, but maybe it's high time i did
you know, that promise, the one you told me you'd keep, even after we broke up
how you promised you and i would loose our virginity together someday.
and yes, referring to me as "the bitch" is extrememly mature.
yes, you were 'konfused' but i don't like how you spell konfusion with a k and neither does webster.
it doesn't do to dwell on broken hearts and forgotten love, so i guess this is it. just remember, you weren't the only one who got hurt and changed as a person over this
well i'm leaving this shit. i don't know about you, but for me, it's pretty much best if i don't think about those 6 months you wasted.
miho chan never died, and neither did takkun. they just went into a winter nap and never quite woke up.
well isn't that what you wanted? dying in each others arms?
that was my dear john. i just hope the right person gets the right message.
and no, i don't need your comments, because i'm going to discontinue reading this journal and posting in it.
you know my fucking number, when it all goes to hell gimme a call