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by Kaylee Jan 13, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
I am all alone again, the same situation, a different guy, just another imitation You wonder why, I call myself a w h o r e because we have s e x then you want nothing more Crying on the phone, you think me depressed, all along i have always been, and will be and internal mess You said it was to serious, but i never said that, one day you will realize, and be left with regrets I am so sorry, I came into your life, and I have remorse, for giving up that k n i f e but i will get over it, its always the same, there will be a new guy, for my tears to blame