by Rick Jun 9, 2006
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
You said it was, you said we were, you made me think i could, but you were a liar in the greatest sense of the word, honest in the least, conniving simple senile and confused, altogether one who is apparently easily amused, so easily abusive, your killing me girl and you know you love that fact more than you love me, your killing me girl and you know i hate that fact more than you hate me |