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I hate you.
And you know it's true.
I hope to God that you
rot in Hell for all etirnity.
I want you to suffer the
way I suffer.
You take everything from
me.
My money, my clothes, my
happiness.
Nothing is safe from you and
your drug addiction you would
pawn my heart if it could buy
you alcohol.
We fight constantly.
You tell me everything that I do
is wrong but when I tell you about
yourself you don't listen.
You call me a self-centered b***h.
But you are one in your own right.
I am no longer blind to your deciet.
All these lies that you keep telling
me.
I've learned to tune you out, no matter
how loud you shout.
So leave me alone to drown in my misery.
 KariH8sEvry1 · Sun May 22, 2005 @ 03:18am · 0 Comments |
