Gone Frm G. 0
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Category : Poems
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Nothing but a fuckin asshole. Keepin bringing up shit. We suppose to leave it in the past tho. Askin you questions is like goin thru trash. So I choose not to ask. Giving me forwarning like if you gothru my fone I promise you'll get mad. But goin thru the pain regardless. Instead of listening to the voices in my head sreamin at me ll the shit I shud have said from the first day that we first met. Duck the ashes off mi cigarette sit my ass down and think a bit as to why I had to lie about it BC U LIED WIT UR LOVE n mi feelings never accounted cause you fucked up fist so there goes all the fucks I get. N how nhells name was I to b cool wit it. So answer this shit.Ifthe shoe was on the other foot would you deal wit it could you really say ok ya words b real wit it. Now I'm dealin wit a bitch I can't even fuckin touch. I cn feel ya want for someone else. It burns thru mi guts n wen I think about it I wana throw up n cus I don't even see us breaking up as worse by comparison you are probly better off then it doesn't even hurt me wen