Wednesday, December 8, 2010

sunrise

Ah fuck why aren't you writing? I need you to write it gets me through the day. 
You're acting in a way.. but I can't lie I like it. 
You say the perfect things and you act the perfect way as if you know exactly what you're doing.  You're mine, right? You belong to me? I don't usually feel this way when you talk about A, but the fact that she calls you makes me angry. Seeing E face to face made me furious. This is golden.. this is golden...

I just can't stand the idea of belonging to anyone.



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