The night owl and the morning glory.

Monday, October 27, 2008

It's not like you know how it feels.

I'm really quite sick of you,
You think I'm all out to get back at you,
To hurt you.
Well think whatever you want,
Because I'm quite done here.
It's not like you're going to get what you want anyway.
I won't even bother being nice the next time round.
Posted by Sideway glances. at 3:30 AM

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