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i cried for him one last time
promised him i wouldnt do it again
now he knows the next time is the end
i wont be sad i'll laugh at what we had
im finally able to move on
the next time you do me wrong
sit and listen to the tears
the quiet sobs
how can you be so calm
when everything is wrong
im holding out my hand
waiting for you to grab on
and find your way back
to my slow beating heart
i cant stand being hidden
hidden in the dark
silent fears
silent tears
does she do what i do?
does she give a damn
a kid tempted by candy
she pulls you in with her false kiss
this is the last fucking time i will cry
sit and listen to the tears
beat down on the dead floor
the long quiet sobs
how can you act so calm
when everything is wrong
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by;chantel wilk
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I fucking hate them retards who are all like “OHMAHGAWD, I SO TOTALLY LIKE, LOVE HIM, LIKE IT’S LIKE SO AMAZING. LIKE WOOOOAH” Like, um, like you can like, go, and like, FUCKING FUCK YOURSELVES. Okay, so maybe they don’t do that whole “like” thinger, but still, they might as well. I’m already fucking annoyed by them. Okay, really, how can you say that you love some one, that much, and then, once they’re gone, youve OH,SO suddenly found some one new? I really doubt that that is even possible. What’s worse is when you get them little heartbroken fools. ESPECIALLY when they act all depressed in the “hide away in a corner, slit my wrists, cry my eyes out” kind of way. But then, all it takes is some one with breath-taking good looks to help them get over this quote,unquote STATE OF DEPRESSION. Honestly, if it doesn’t take any thing more than some NEW “amazing” guy to get you back on your feet, then honey, you were never off them.
You fucking hypocriticals can all go and fucking die. I seriously HATE hypocrites. I know this sounds absurdly childish and out of the question, but really, I can handle some thing small. But if some one wants to get madly hypocritical with me, I could really stand to just forget about them. For example, you get the whole “Yeah, I can’t go out with you, because I already said I’d chill with my friends, sorry.” AND THEN “oh, I know I said I’d do something with you today, but my friend asked me over and I just couldn’t say no. But we can hang here with you.. for a little while first.” Like, honestly, if youre going to say something like that, you might as well say “I can’t ditch my friends, but you, I can ditch.”
THERE WE GO, honesty is key. Anyways, I’d much prefer a line like that, cause then I wouldn’t doubt it. And I swear, doubts the hardest pill to swallow, for me, anyways. But really, if you ARE going to be like that, you can go fuck yourself. ‘Cause you sure as HELL ain’t gettin’ ANY from me.
That’s another thing I hate. The fact that love MUST equal sex. Like, I USED to think sex was something you did when you were old and married. But, no. Apparently now, if I’m going to say I love you, it’s just like signing an agreement that I’ll also have sex with you. Look, I’m sorry that I’m not some fucking sexual deviant, nor a highly hormonal teen. But don’t go off and fucking blab about how I’m some frigid little virgin. Because really, how mature is that? Yeah, youre not old enough to understand that not everyone is so keen on sex, not everyone thinks that you need to have sex with someone if you love them, OTHERWISE YOURE LYING. Buuuuut, you ARE mature enough to have sex. Yeah. That’s how it works. Honestly, if you think that I need to have sex with you, in order for me to love you, then I never loved you.
props to my friend larrisa the only one i know that can capture words in a way that has such meaning
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