Wednesday, March 9, 2011

You.

    You. I am so angry at you right now I can barely contain it. I want to throw things and I want you to understand how much hurt you cause me. I want you to stop saying you're my friend only when no one else is there for you, then as soon as things go your way it's: "Thanks a lot and out with the garbage."

    I. I am so stupid for falling for your bullshit, caring routine. I should have known better than that by now, I shouldn't have given you another chance. Now? I'm done.

    Us. There is no us. 

-MissVonHusen

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