• You bitch

    by  • July 26, 2011 • Eff Off - You - or Up • 0 Comments

    You son of a bitch. I freaking hate you. Why do I always think about you? Why on earth can’t I stop? You son of a bitch, I love you. But I hate you. Why can’t you see that? When you’re around me and my friends, you’re amazing, you’re so funny and cute. But when your around THEM. The other people. The popular kids, you act like you don’t even know me. I hate that. I hate you. But I love you, goddamnit. I want you. You smile and flirt around me when were alone. You hate and turn the other way when we’re not.

    Sincerely, Management

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