Sorry sweety
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Passion fuels desire. I am such a sucker. He was my best friend she cut me down. Thanks, Nick Thanks, Hillary I am passionate and I am sorry and I am only a wishful thinker. "So cut my writst and black my eyes so I can fall asleep tonight or die." I'm not fine. Give me something to keep me awake. I am thriving on apology and digging for enlightenment. He's sorry I'm sorry We're all sorry. You were my best friend. "On your way home, you should have known You never listen to me." "I'm not so sure if I'm sure of anything anymore. And this is the last night you'll be keeping secrets from me. You're so guilty it's disgusting. He's been underneath your sheets, and your hands in places that they probobly shouldn't go, but don't worry sweety, I already know." I'll steal words to express something more clearly . I am at fault. You are in the wrong I am in the wrong we are in the wrong. Times fading so quickly. Our hearts won't start beating again until this passes. I won't be able to breathe until I find away around this. I'll find a way around this, I always do. You know how I do. I'll fade so quickly. "Etched with marks, but I can deal. But you're the problem, and you can't feel... ...Today I'm fine without Runaway this time without you. And all I ever thought you'd be That face is tearing holes in me again..." This won't make sense. You know that we can't win. You know I won't win this game. I passionate, and I am here. I hope he's happy I hope she's happy I hope they're happy. I hope you're as happy as you're pretending. I don't care I don't care I care so much more than I let on. I'm not fine You're not okay He's sorry I'm sorry You're sorry Sorry

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