FUCK!
that's what i feel like doing.
screaming all of my frustrations away.
i wish nobody lived on my hill, well, other than my family,
so i can just.. let it all out.
JUST ONE FUCKING WHISP OF COLD AIR.
MOTHER FUCKING JUST ONE WHISP
and it's. COUGH. COUGH. COUGH. ENDLESS COUGH.
STOP IT.
AND YOU. YOU. YOU!
I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAY ABOUT YOU.
YOU. OH, YOU!
WOULD IT FUCKING KILL YOU TO GIVE A DAMN?
WOULD IT?
WOULD IT HONESTLY?
someone please remind me why.
please?
give me a clue.
the pain of my glass-gnashed finger is minimal compared to what he can cause by not giving a damn.
love is a bitch, that's what it is.
i can't concentrate.
not anymore.
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