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Angry Agian.


...oh goodie the fucking bullshit games are back agian... wonderful... at least that way i can deal with my other pain and issues by having her there for me while i'm fuming at you... thank you for making a wonderful day even that more wonderful. Just when one thinks that you are coming around.. you go at take me apart once agian at all the fucking seems... their's a diffrence now... there is someone else... and she's here.. and about as confusing it is with her at least i know that she will never intentiolly hurt me and/or turn the knife or the screws into me the way you persist on doing... i am sick of your games... you know something yet you continue to play games to create issues.. nice to leave it to the last minute for a wonderful argument that's about to brew... but of course when dealing with a pyschopath that isn't me so what else is new?? i've been dealing with this shit for 9 years and only recently the unchosen path revealed itself to me and is making me regret some of life's decisions.. i will never ever fucking regret him but i regret you... i thought once upon a time in some damaged fairytale that i was your soulmate but my you were just the rebound girl that i focused all the emotions on.... great love of my life.. no great regret of my life... welcome to another weekend and another pile of fucking horseshit... it's probaly a good thing that i dropped in on my lawyer while i was in town however. have a wonderful weekend and go fuck yourself...


The more of you that I inspect
The more of me I see reflect
The more I try to read your lips
The more the mask youre wearing rips


Current Mood: Anger's always good.

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