sometimes things happen. or they might not. either way, it makes me feel funny, so i write about it.
Thursday, October 13, 2011
tool
i called you that from the beginning. you look like a tool. you talk like a tool. i dunno why, but i keep thinking that guys like you deserve at least a small chance. i feel like i'm different from the girls you're used to, so you should treat me differently. and when you don't, what does that mean? i guess i've become the same as them. i guess i deserve for you to treat me like i'm disposable :/
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
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