if three words could heal you i'd speak only two.
05/18/2004 03:18 a.m.

i hate this. and you, most of all. you lied and i found out and worst of all, you half expected me to. you were waiting for me to clench my fists and maul them against your body as you read the lines written for you late last night. i hate you and i hate not hating you all at once and it's become too much. just shy away since that's what you're good at. leave me with my anger, it's all i have anyway.

I am currently Hurt
I am listening to pixies (because every word reminds me of you)