Sucks...

Maybe I'll go to the hotel...

A poem for the romantics...

Like a knife in the heart...
Over and over again...
Vitally wounded...
Emotional...physically stabbed

Somone can heal me...
Under my skin I bleed.
Can there be a cure for me?
Kick me in the face for a realization...
Someone can save me, but they won't....

Do you understand?

So I completely give up now ( Read more... )

Suck it Buddy.

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So...Raychil heard LL profess her love for AC and now I am upset...but I told him I was okay...and I told him it's okay...and I understand that I'm good enough to have sex with, but not to be with...

I guess I have to deal with that...and I am.....slowly....

Whatever.

I just want him to ask me...that's all...

I would totally be able to die happy...but no...

SO I suppose I'm gonna start talking to Crackie again...

It's weird that through all of this, I've thought about him...

...cause I'm not good for anything.

So...I give up...and I'm gonna give up on him.

...and now it'll be me by myself...

I am not going to look for love anymore. I've given up ( Read more... )