terça-feira, 9 de novembro de 2010

F.Y. :c


Fuck You.
Yes, Fuck you.
I don't give a crap about whatever is happening in your life, I don't care if you have a girlfriend or a boyfriend and I'm sure as hell don't care if you're even breathing. Last time I tried to be something for someone I ended up fucking hurt. Christ, I get hurt everyday. Each time you even talk to me, differently from other people, you're stabbing a knife in my heart. I made you regret every bit of my life you took, and you still keep digging for more to tear up. I think it's enough of you trying to play doll with me. I'm not one of those you can use and abuse everytime you fucking want. ENOUGH!
You call yourself my "friend" ? With friends like you, fuck enemies right? I should have known better before I let my guard down. I saw it everywhere, the flashing signs around me, around YOU, poiting in your directing, flashing in bright red lights - DANGER. Why did I listen to my heart instead of my head, my reason? No, I went for the heart.
So I'll repeat myself.
Fuck you!

- Rita <3

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