I love letting go.
Forgetting for a few hours your friends may not be true.
Forgetting your family 'problems'
Forgetting everything and one that has hurt you in the past.
They can be your best or worst hours of your life.
It depends on how you make it and if you can let everything go.
I let it go at an 80s dance I went to last night.
The thing about me is I do not want or need to drink or do drugs for this to happen, and I love myself for that.
I dressed like the phyco I am, hot pink tights a tutu an 80ish shirt and hot pink arm warmers,
I wish I could wear it everyday to be honest.
I danced like the maniac I am.
I have never had a problem with dancing like a freak.
I love it, you laugh, people laugh, and it is fun.
Basically my night was great, first time for a while.
But you couldn't let it go that way could you.
You had to find a way to ruin it.
Because when I am happy and when I finally let go, you know I am not thinking of you and you cannot stand it,
well guess what. I barely think of you anymore.
All the textmessages you send me saying "I love you"
make me realize what a coward you are and were.
Too afraid to call, when I see you donot think I do not feel your stare.
You had the fucking indecancy to come to my GRANDFATHERS funeral, not a call before that for your symathy and say, HI MAG HOW'RE YA like we are old friends, HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BE THE ONLY MAN IN MY LIFE THAT DID NOT HURT ME DIED. fuck you fuck you fuck you
love, never again
you fucking blew it buddy
wow sorry everyone.
love
the best mother fucking tea maker you have ever met
and that is no lie
Saturday, February 24, 2007
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