These last few weeks have been good, really good in fact. For once I don't have to worry about get bitched at every second of the day. With the exception of my grandpa dying, I've been getting a lot of my shit together. People can be shady as fuck, but I'm glad for the friends I've got. I've gotten rid of a piece of trash this past month and I ( Read more... )

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I'm finally happy, thank God.

The streets are dark, and my pulse is flat-lined as I'm running to you. You sit completely unaware of what I'm about to do. The air is thick with tension much like when we are together. My fangs are aching as I'm pondering about you and I forever ( Read more... )

Seven days passed since your last break up note with its shaky and scribbled out, started over, words that you wrote.

You know having what you needed wasn't good enough for you.

Have you had enough?

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Hahahahahah what an amazing day, I basically just recieved the best news ever.

I didn't steal your fucking boyfriend you stupid trailer trash slut.

And the tears come streaming down your face,
When you lose something you can't replace,
When you love someone but it goes to waste,
Could it be worse?

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