January 25, 2010

• girl that's too damn bad

  I think I fucked up.
  I might have, it's possible,
  but not probable because that's just
  i.m.p.o.s.s.i.b.l.e.
  I'm never wrong, I'm always right,
  even through those sleepless nights.
  I'm about to get raped,
  and of course there's no such make-believe thing
  as an escape.
  I'm so scared to death I can't really live.
  I have absolutely nothing, but I just won't give anything.
  It is what is,
  but I'll be gone when it turns out wrong.
  And this moment will pass
  like it has in the past
  with those cherished dreams that didn't even last
  long enough for them to pass gas out of their laughing asses.
  I want what I can't have.
  It's so simple it's sad.

  • 8:44 pm
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