It's all coming to a head, I don't really want to use this blog as a release and something to whinge on but I think I'm cracking up and I need to let loose somewhere. And yes, it is boy trouble. I'm not a teenager anymore you would have thought I'd found something else to occupy my time with by now, but I haven't. I guess I'll never grow up.
I can't forget your lies, I can't look at you with out a little bit of hate leaking out. I'm sure that you see it. I'm sure my eyes give me away. You spotted that once when I was saving face and smiling for the benifit of those unlucky enough to be near us at the time. You saw the dead look. The non feeling directed only at you.
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