-A Sad Face and A Pen Race-

I use to think you used me
Maybe you’re just afraid of being used

Grapes gone bad taste good in a glass

Compliments from food
Really get me in the mood

For juice

How bout a truce?
Wait what’s the use
What a mess
I forgive you I guess

X

Whisper this under your breath

Regret?

Are you using them so they can’t use you?

X

Some day there will be nothing left

That’s right
Hide your hickeys

Lies

Don’t forget
Karma will reprise
And those marks on your neck

Will leave you

Even if you leave him first
The thirst for true love will choke you
And that mask on your face
Will keep anyone from seeing you turn blue

Race to the finish

Line by line

X

Then

O

Then

X

Then

O

Disappear again

Then

Go

Some day you’ll see
It isn’t about what you’ve done to me
Or to any of the others that fell for your lies

All of us

Suckers for surprise

Now I see through your disguise
And it’s disgusting to me

Funny how someone so beautiful can be
So fucking ugly

I think I should thank you though

Your color here is reflecting the three
Or so thousand of you that there are in the sea

Miss me?

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--Last edited by MeCh on 2007-03-28 00:25:46 --

you want to hurt me now? Clip your versions of the truth into something that frames what you think you got all figured out.  Ha. Fuck you
Funny how you found your balls after i backed you into a corner and choked your make believes senseless. you don't fucking know me well enough to put me into a bottle marked poison under your sink. I am the nature of the unexpected and for that i do not apologize. You gambled on top of my skin and who gives a fuck if you lose and i win. You make me seem like i'm this empty little vial of hate with nothing but fuckmeovers to offer. Make your own assumptions punta. Maybe i just like pissing people off. And who are you to preach. Have'nt y o u ever lost your mother fucking mind? Have'nt  y o u ever gone to sleep and cried?And are'nt you supposed to be the pioneer of something that accepts empty people just because we all dominate one classification in an off brand smile:imperfect.
You know something? You used to be cool. And maybe i'm just trying to find my window spot of sunshine to fall asleep in just like y o u are.Maybe i a m scared of falling and falling and falling and being hurt all over again. You caught me a bad time what else can i say?
Nobody is over here wishing you a lonely fucking death so why don't you suck on your nuts for long enough to swallow the bullshit that you're throwin at me.
Cause i won't be cataloged.

Miss me?          

You would know bull shit. And i have made my assumptions. And you will always be welcome here as that empty vial of poison that y o u have thrown y o u r s e l f into. True imperfection indeed. I don't wish you a lonely death and i do believe i've talked much less shit too you than you just now talked to me. "Fuck You"? You already have. I never said I didn't feel fucked by you. I did however say I forgive you. And i've already told you a few times that I miss you. So why ask? oh i see... because you're trying to throw it back at me. It was your shit to beggin with why would i want it? I wasn't going to hurt you. You were safe with me. Oh well though... whatever... you know. You know you have the upper hand. You know i'll never understand. You know i'm not so innocent. Correct you are dear millicent. I used to be cool? I havn't changed. Maybe I was wrong to write outside the lines of my minds sight... but around the glow of the display light resides the demon of the night. A monster inside you. Just as ugly as you are beautiful. You call yourself empty? I call you full of shit.  
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you hurt my feelings.put bruises in spots i did'nt know where there for you. I would like o be able to get along with you. However that will be a problem if you are trying to hurt me in subtleties...
I would rather say sorry to your face. For everything.And let you pee on my leg.
Please don't make that any harder.
i do believe this post was called truce for truth.
What do you want to know?

truth- i do miss you.

i'm sorry too. and i'd like to get along with you more than i think you think i do. I'll not try to hurt you. I wasn't really trying before... it's just what came out when I started writing. Thats why i write. To get things out. So I can heal. Because it hurts me to read the things you've been posting on here. And you've hurt me alot more than I believe i've hurt you. I'm still hurting. Still... shaking like fucking crazy. I don't want you to stop posting tho. I'm glad you still do.



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Junebug wrote : truth- i do miss you.

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Good to hear.... still i am hesitant to believe anything comming from you.

You should understand that... i hope you do n e way...  

--Last edited by MeCh on 2007-03-28 18:32:07 --

Cool. Sounds like a good place to start.

.Thanks for bein you Brian.

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--Last edited by MeCh on 2007-04-18 23:11:29 --