Friday, March 11, 2011

Being Spiteful and Bitter to Survive

Oh oh wait, don't you just regret going out with her that last Friday we were together, and I didn't go to church? Don't you just wish you could spend more time with me instead if only you knew what was going to happen?

I'd love to stay home now. But I can't.
I know you'd want to talk, about ANYTHING.
I want that too.
But we can't.


Now go suck it.

Seriously, if you want to go and destroy your lungs now over this, go ahead.

Do you know why?

Because I will too.


Oh wait. My bad. Remembered the wrong day.

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