May 2010
My birthdays coming up.
despite what you want to believe. . .
I think i would rather seem crazy, then needy.
".Don't Leave Me. . ."
“…Don’t do that, you know thats not fair. I’m not leaving you. I just can’t stay.”
".I love you. . ."
…” i love you too.”
“.You know you don’t have to say it back…”
“…But you know I do.”
.YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. .YOU ARE SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL.
The only thing that's going to bother me. . .
Is that you’ll all call yourselves my friends.
These acts of immorality are the only things keeping me quiet. . .
…Why can’t you just accept the fact that I’m only as loyal as my options? I can’t believe that you would ever trust me. I should be ashamed of this, I’m not, ’Cause I have tasted grapes. This smile, don’t look. It’s my bait, my words, the hook. I should be ashamed of this, I’m not, ’Cause I have tasted grapes. This smile, don’t look. It’s my bait, my words, the hook.
You could call me a rolling stone ’cause I’m always on the road Every night I wonder if you’re there alone. I should be ashamed of this, I’m not…
I love:
. Coming home to find Chinese food left for me with a note on my mac that you bought me and fixed for me, informing me of where i can find it.
. Going to get the food that you got for me, and seeing that my name drawn on the soup container in pink with hearts around.
. My cats that fight like a couple in love.
. You being stubborn.
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