• Consequence

    by  • July 11, 2011 • Eff Off - You - or Up • 0 Comments

    Dear ASSHOLE.
    How DARE you try to ruin my fucking life? Who the hell are you to try to control what my heart does? I tried to mother fucking do everything to please you. You wanted touchy-feely, I gave you touchy-feely. You wanted me to back off and give you space, I gave you a fucking universe of space. And yet, no matter what I did it wasn’t good enough. You keep telling me that we’re not good for each other and that I’ll fall in love again with someone else. FUCK YOU. Don’t you think I know that I’ll fall in love again? The only reason I’m holding back is because the only person I ever want to fall in love with again is you, you fucking idiot. God, OPEN YOUR GOD DAMN EYES.

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