Sunday, July 20, 2008


10.30, we agree.
but no one's there to meet you at the station.
no one's picking up the fucking phone.
and no one gives a droplet of shit about anyone else.

it's like she's always like this-
always writing random emo stuff that no one gives a shit about.
it's so out of habit, c'mon.

today was so ugly
you'd look in the mirror and cry.
the worst thing was that you thought it was okay
perfect, almost, at first.
you realize otherwise

every bit of space around you screams ugly
and ugly snuggles into the crook of your arm and smiles up at you


you forget, see.

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