iLoveYouWithaKnife
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Mar 30, 2002
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And you think this is all fun and games, and when finally..... finally, when I'M DONE, you have the nerve to ask me why??????? didn't you give anything any question, before it got this far??
and you say you want things to go back to how they were, us hanging out, having a good time, joking around, watching tv, drinking beer.
times changed my dear.
and those times, have definitely overcome us.
and sure, i can sit here on my floor, with my beer while i listen to the cure and type to you sarcastic remarks... that you don't take 'all to sarcastic'. you just think it's me being playful. but i'm sick of playing. playing this fucking game with you, that gets me absolutely no where but hating you, and hating myself.
and as you are about to log off, i say, 'good night, have a good day at work.' and thanks, once again....... 'for calling me back.' *sarcasm*
"sorry i didn't call you back, i got yelled at and couldn't use the phone again..., i'll try to call you tomorrow, or catch me on here."
'yeah...'
"aight?? have a good night babe..."
'yeah, i will, cause for once, you aren't here.'
"sorry... i tried to be nice."
'yeah, and i didn't.'
"night babe, i'm going now, love ya, goodnight."
'yeah hate you, terrible fucking nightmares. (instead of i love you, sweet dreams.) cause the truth is, is no longer shall you ruin my life'
"no doubt......"
'no doubt in my mind, just like my thoughts of you... they don't exsist any longer.'
"good night drunkard."
'i'm not drunk'
"good night"
'late'
* _______ signed off *
and i'll sit here and shake uncontrollable because i'm crying so much, because so many times i have faith in someone, more than myself, and they always let me down. and i let myself down.
and i hate it.
because i am worth so much, as much as i think i am.
but right now, i feel like nothing.
and once again, i have someone else to thank for that.
and you say you want things to go back to how they were, us hanging out, having a good time, joking around, watching tv, drinking beer.
times changed my dear.
and those times, have definitely overcome us.
and sure, i can sit here on my floor, with my beer while i listen to the cure and type to you sarcastic remarks... that you don't take 'all to sarcastic'. you just think it's me being playful. but i'm sick of playing. playing this fucking game with you, that gets me absolutely no where but hating you, and hating myself.
and as you are about to log off, i say, 'good night, have a good day at work.' and thanks, once again....... 'for calling me back.' *sarcasm*
"sorry i didn't call you back, i got yelled at and couldn't use the phone again..., i'll try to call you tomorrow, or catch me on here."
'yeah...'
"aight?? have a good night babe..."
'yeah, i will, cause for once, you aren't here.'
"sorry... i tried to be nice."
'yeah, and i didn't.'
"night babe, i'm going now, love ya, goodnight."
'yeah hate you, terrible fucking nightmares. (instead of i love you, sweet dreams.) cause the truth is, is no longer shall you ruin my life'
"no doubt......"
'no doubt in my mind, just like my thoughts of you... they don't exsist any longer.'
"good night drunkard."
'i'm not drunk'
"good night"
'late'
* _______ signed off *
and i'll sit here and shake uncontrollable because i'm crying so much, because so many times i have faith in someone, more than myself, and they always let me down. and i let myself down.
and i hate it.
because i am worth so much, as much as i think i am.
but right now, i feel like nothing.
and once again, i have someone else to thank for that.

isn't it?
