Apr 25, 2005 15:06
As always,
I was thrown away like a peice of rubbish.
My love for you means nothing.
Thats all I am.
Rubbish.
Pure,unadulterated
...rubbish.
You'll live to regret this.
Everything.
Thats a garentee.
In the end we're all doomed.
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