i'm not trying to be a bore or a depressive stupid cunt, but it jst bothers me that disappointment is always right in front of my face and i'm too blind and ignorant to see it.
And well i'm kinda getting sick of people and their bullshit.
If i ever get mad at anyone they think i'm some stuck up bitch.
Fuck them.
I hate trying to make friends with other people when all they do is a give a shit.
And its probably because i need my own friends but where the hell is she?
She's off in skank land hoping to entice some stupid horny boy into her claws so she can gush about it to me later while i sit there with a nail to my head and hammer in the other hand wondering whether she notices i don't care.
And if i leave or want out i know i won't win. she'll blame herself then me then try to emotionally corrupt me pushing the right spots because it's obviously too late for me.
it's 4 years too late for me to change.
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just a thought on the subject of friends vs. society.
they always let you down.
Written October 31st, 2006
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Only your real friends will tell you when your face is dirty and A loyal friend laughs at your jokes when they're not so good, and sympathizes with your problems when they're not so bad. I liked this poem--NO BULLS**T
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Its never too late for change...theres a lot of thought in this piece, I must say lol you do make some good point it, though the language may be a bit dramatic...I liked the line "while i sit there with a nail to my head and hammer in the other hand wondering whether she notices " good write.
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