Monday, November 30, 2009

I hope you rot.
I hope you're exposed.
Well, I'm glad to hear that.
Well, I'm glad to hear that.

I'm leaving because of you.
I'm leaving and I'm not coming back.

I NEVER LOVED YOU
I NEVER HAVE
I NEVER WILL

It made you cry.
It brought tears to your eyes.
Am I that fucked up?

I hope you rot.

I should've died the first time
I should've killed you when I had the chance

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