fredag den 22. august 2008

never..

never, ever, that i'm gonna let you touch me again
blame myself for being one of your offer

stay, please, stay away from me
I don't want to know anything about you anymore, it's hard enough though, but how the fuck can i get over you faster when you're around me? just one fucking word you wrote, every song you listen to makes me think of million things about you. I blame myself for this, but baby, I want to be gone from you. I hope one day you will realize how douchebag you were to me, you have had one more chance, and you blew it, you are all the same. you need to know how I feel and it hurts so much that I can't take it anymore. I go. I'm nothing for you at all, just a toy in your bed. My words don't mean a thing to you.

There is so much more in life I haven't seen that I'm waiting to see.
Fuck the past and move on. the past will always be the past. It's never too late, but it could make it too late, later. and im making it too late for you. don't come back, chances has been used.

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