I wish I could write a lot about myself without feeling like I'm gonna sit here and type something up that no one either reads nor cares about.
anyways this is my bathroom floor confessional



I can't look at your face
and pretend like its all alright
you hug me and tell me its alright
but I know its not
but I chose to believe you
and I don't know why
the I love you's
that don't mean anything anymore
You sang me our song
to make it better
but I couldn't listen
because I knew tomorrow
we would fight again
you tell me you love me
then you go and break my heart
my heart is infected
with your lies
and half-forgotten memories
they said love hurts
but was it supposed to hurt this bad?
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Dedicated to: Alex...nuff said oh by the way your not gettin your hat back
someone PM me make me feelllll better...