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who da fuk r u bitch all up on my shit how bout i wana fukn kill myself how bout i dont wanna think these thots no more how bout instead of everyone worryin bout me all da time it could jus b over wit already i feel ugly no one would dare to fuck wit me a hideous beast beyond ur dreams behind these eyes there is a mind full of lies cries n too many failed tries it feels like a failed life the knife i struggle wit barey touches da skin as i hesitate where i begin u bring out a passion in me i didnt know was there any more n yet u barely know i exist n i think i love you more than da world ur my one da one i dream of at at night im alone whether or not ur wit me u play so hard dat i dont even want u ur ugly ur rude n i cant stand to want u i dont wana flaunt u like da trophy dat u think u r ur nothin but a whore i hate u n im not ready to walk thru dat door into another demension dat neither one of us knows i might go crazy i might jus kill u for no reason known to anyone but us n who r u to tell me dat im wrong or anyone i wouldnt have done it if i didnt believe it was right it was war u made me do dis u made me believe it was wat it was n i almost understood ur reasonin behind it but then again in da end whos gon really b da one who won |
hey and hi this has some ... d up meaning i no its venting and all but the suicide thing is a bit over the edge but all in all a good vent sandman | Posted on 2010-05-25 00:00:00 | by sandman | [ Reply to This ] | |