Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Sick of this shit.

You: there are no problems. if you really wanna fix a fuckin problem break up with me then. cuz thats basically what your saying. you dont want me to drive you or anything. you made plans on our 6 month. why dont you end it?


If only you listened to the words I speak to you? You would understand. But I am finished trying to explain myself. I am just going to cry and be silent until you get what I am trying to say.

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