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i had this open the entire time i was talking to you.
i called you in hopes of talking to you.
i wanted to write what i feel, but now i feel nothing.
were on a break because he doesnt know how he wants to work it, but hes comming back home to me.
responsible, yes he is, maybe with what he needs to do, via school and japan. with others emotions i am not to sure of. in my heart we will be fine. just take it one day at a time. im halfway there.
there are things i want to say to him but i cant. and i wont. it presses againt my closed mouth, and i cant seem to bring myself to say it, write, or even mouth it. but the thought is there, and i know it.
bad week much?
fucked up stone
still havent etched my plate
work is all sorts of suckage for people who actually work
i dont feel well
missed out on the movie that i wanted to see
got a migrane today
and i have a weird sleep pattern. 2:44 AM. still up.
it almost slipped out.
i felt like i was doing better, spending more time actually at home, and not going out everynight, cleaned my room, spending time with my mom, and did laundry. i felt very productive.
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When I sat down on the bed next to you
You started to cry
I said, maybe if I leave, you'll want me
To come back home
Or maybe all you mean, is leave me alone
At least that's what you said
You're irresistible when you get mad
Isn't it sad, I'm immune
I thought it was cute
For you to kiss
My purple black eye
Even though I caught it from you
I still think we're serious
At least that's what you said
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this song has never failed me, and as i wrote a week ago, you have given me a reason for a song i have never had a reason for. but its too early for me to share it with you.
i called you in hopes of talking to you.
i wanted to write what i feel, but now i feel nothing.
were on a break because he doesnt know how he wants to work it, but hes comming back home to me.
responsible, yes he is, maybe with what he needs to do, via school and japan. with others emotions i am not to sure of. in my heart we will be fine. just take it one day at a time. im halfway there.
there are things i want to say to him but i cant. and i wont. it presses againt my closed mouth, and i cant seem to bring myself to say it, write, or even mouth it. but the thought is there, and i know it.
bad week much?
fucked up stone
still havent etched my plate
work is all sorts of suckage for people who actually work
i dont feel well
missed out on the movie that i wanted to see
got a migrane today
and i have a weird sleep pattern. 2:44 AM. still up.
it almost slipped out.
i felt like i was doing better, spending more time actually at home, and not going out everynight, cleaned my room, spending time with my mom, and did laundry. i felt very productive.
---------------
When I sat down on the bed next to you
You started to cry
I said, maybe if I leave, you'll want me
To come back home
Or maybe all you mean, is leave me alone
At least that's what you said
You're irresistible when you get mad
Isn't it sad, I'm immune
I thought it was cute
For you to kiss
My purple black eye
Even though I caught it from you
I still think we're serious
At least that's what you said
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this song has never failed me, and as i wrote a week ago, you have given me a reason for a song i have never had a reason for. but its too early for me to share it with you.