Stupid lies you have fed me with. I feel like throwing them all back into your face. Making me believe how much you cared for me, when in truth you don't give a shit. FIAMO man. Stop acting nice, it's starting to irritate the heck out of me. Stop calling me, I only grow cold hearing your voice.
Wild PEaches and Sparkling Wine...
The dream of something unlikely has its own special name. It's called hope. Yet our courage for life's journey so often falters because we've lost our hope for heaven.
Friday, May 27, 2005
You shouldn't have called really. It only made things worse for me to hear you so nonchalent and happy. Like nothing ever happened between us. Like you didn't know how much I've been missing you. Thought you would have loved watching the movie with me at least. But I guess it's not a priority to you at all.
Stupid lies you have fed me with. I feel like throwing them all back into your face. Making me believe how much you cared for me, when in truth you don't give a shit. FIAMO man. Stop acting nice, it's starting to irritate the heck out of me. Stop calling me, I only grow cold hearing your voice.
Stupid lies you have fed me with. I feel like throwing them all back into your face. Making me believe how much you cared for me, when in truth you don't give a shit. FIAMO man. Stop acting nice, it's starting to irritate the heck out of me. Stop calling me, I only grow cold hearing your voice.
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