Tuesday, April 19, 2011


So... I physically and metaphorically hold her hair while she pukes for most of ten years and she just spits me out for infatuation when she feels better. Damn, damn and damn it. She took her love and took it down alright! Mirror in the sky, why do you hate my reflection?

So robbed, so hurt, so angry... this seems impossible.

This landslide sure made matters worse.
:: posted by Tennessee Jed, 6:53 PM


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