You hurt him again.
I bet you are going to go saying it was all him.
Well, I know better.
I've known you both long enough
I know it is not as simple as you try to make it seem.
There are other factors at play.
Factors you keep trying to hide
Factors that make you look bad
Stop the games.
With him
With me
With everyone
Thank you
My Side of the Pie
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Saturday, 21 March 2015
Thursday, 5 March 2015
Broken Promises
Why am I here?
I got promised so much
I'm getting so little
I got promised so much
And now
I'm sitting in a classroom
My marks are wonderful
I can't complain
But why?
Why am I doing the same stuff over
I'm not delving any deeper
Learning any more
Why am I wasting my time?
Scholarships.
I can do that at home
I could have gotten a job this year
but no
I consented to this nothingness
If it wasn't for the money spent I'd be gone
Long gone from here.
I got promised so much
I'm getting so little
I got promised so much
And now
I'm sitting in a classroom
My marks are wonderful
I can't complain
But why?
Why am I doing the same stuff over
I'm not delving any deeper
Learning any more
Why am I wasting my time?
Scholarships.
I can do that at home
I could have gotten a job this year
but no
I consented to this nothingness
If it wasn't for the money spent I'd be gone
Long gone from here.
Thursday, 22 January 2015
Random fuck all post.
YOU FUCKING ASS
YOU PIECE OF TRASH
YOU WOMENISER YOU FUCKING WHORE
ONE DAY YOUR FUCKING RESPONSIBILITY WILL CATCH UP WITH YOU AND WHEN THEY DO I HOPE YOU SUFFER
YOU WONT BE ABLE TO LIE YOUR WAY OUT THIS TIME YOU WILL HAVE TO MAN UP AND TAKE THE BLAME
JESUS FUCK ARE GUYS ALL THE SAME
I FUCKING HOPE YOU SUFFER.
YOU PIECE OF TRASH
YOU WOMENISER YOU FUCKING WHORE
ONE DAY YOUR FUCKING RESPONSIBILITY WILL CATCH UP WITH YOU AND WHEN THEY DO I HOPE YOU SUFFER
YOU WONT BE ABLE TO LIE YOUR WAY OUT THIS TIME YOU WILL HAVE TO MAN UP AND TAKE THE BLAME
JESUS FUCK ARE GUYS ALL THE SAME
I FUCKING HOPE YOU SUFFER.
Friday, 21 November 2014
The words on this page are mine to hold
To care
to love
To not let get old
The words that I speak are mine to know
To distance
To keep
To let be known
The dreams that I have are distant things
They crawl
They creep
They keep unknown
All these things in the shadows
all these things out at sea
All of these things that I hold dear
To me
To care
to love
To not let get old
The words that I speak are mine to know
To distance
To keep
To let be known
The dreams that I have are distant things
They crawl
They creep
They keep unknown
All these things in the shadows
all these things out at sea
All of these things that I hold dear
To me
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