Mar 15, 2007 00:54
my mouth talks too much. my fingers type too much. my mind thinks too much. my heart hates too much. you lie too much. somewhere in this shuffle you forgot who you were. i hate you even more for that. somewhere in this bullshit my mind started to wander. i hate you a little bit less for that. that's my fault. the rest is your fault. all of it is his fault. some of it is her fault. i just can't wait until there are no ties to anyone, anywhere, anyhow, ever. getting over it is overrated.