friday.
don't you just wish that some things could just be clear cut and simple. well i certainly do.
i seriously seriously do not understand why there are people in the world, in this universe, living and breathing very valuable air who are just out there to play with another's emotions and feelings. like seriously what good does it do? nothing. well firstly, ive been played before and i fucking know how it feels. try using a penknife, cutting yourself at the same spot over and over and over again until you've practically dug a hole in your flesh, and go soak your wound in salt water. what do you feel? PAIN. PAIN. PAIN. and MORE PAIN. that's how it feels like to get played. nothing good ever comes out of it. so all players should just rot and die and go burn in hell.
to err is human.
to forgive is divine.
all men are sluts.
every single male species in this universe.
childish brainless hormone raging creatures.
men think with their dicks. it gives them their much needed direction in life.
im so frustrated you have no idea.
frustratedgal89@hotmail.comdrivingmeupthewall@gmail.comcrymeariver@nabeh.comwhy is it so fucking hard to say no to you. you're worth nothing. but yet i know inside me, you're still one of the few who can set me ablaze and bring me to life. i feel fucking dumb, you just have to call and i crawl back to you. i will keep on telling myself again and again enough's enough. go away.
men are from mars.
go back there.
don't come back.