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Those Kid Games

I hate the kid games that you play.
All you do is mess with my head.
I hate how you ignore me one day.
And the next, all you want to do is talk.
You screw me over all the time.
And all I do is put up with it.
Why can't I just let go and give up?

Well, today was your last try.
You messed with me and my emotions.
Made me cry.
Made me bleed for the first time.
You made me so angry, I couldn't even breathe.
All I did was love you,
Even as a friend.
And all you did was f.u.c.k me over,
For the very last time.

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Very personal, so screw off s.l.u.t. I know it sucks, and I don't care.
Written October 13th, 2005

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  • dyingsoul89
    October 14, 2005
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    I'm sorry that someone fucked you over and it just tore you apart. I'm getting tired of all the fucking drama that keeps on happening and you know what sucks about it? You can't fucking make it stops because its always going to be there. Breathing down your neck and trying to control everything that you try to do right. *sighs* I'm sorry that things were shitty today. *big hugs* I'm here if you need me. I'm sorry that we never talk anymore hardly. It sucks. I love you. *muah*

    I'm here.

    Christie

    Nice job... I like it.