Not by my own hand.
well, perhaps i was wrong yesterday.
i suppose.
like i said today.
it was just one of your happier days where you would actually talk.
and on other days.
you're just bitching around like the whole world owes you.
and perhaps i've stopped caring.
have i?
"hence, i shall go
at least, from you"
when you said that.
i didnt really feel a thing.
maybe i expected it.
i wasn't angry, i wasn't feeling anything.
and i wonder why?
queer isn't it.
how all of a sudden i dont really feel anything towards that anymore.
-
and you keep complaining how so many people hate you for who you are.
i would think it much less of a problem with them and much more of the problem being you.
maybe once in a while you should just think.
take a look into the mirror.
and figure out whats wrong with yourself.
why the whole world hates you.
and why half the people i know call you a whore.
well, everytime i point something out to you
you just go "mhm" as though you're saying " yes i get your point, what can i do about it, leave me alone"
just keep living your life like that.
-
well,
people have been telling me about how she is.
i didnt believe them.
i thought of her as according to what i know her as.
too bad.
now i do.
but it doesn't matter anymore does it?
-
and please stop kidding me about how you want to die and do something crazy.
cause i know you wont.
trust me. you're too afraid.
and when you say you dont care about what people think about you.
i can safely say.
you do.
-
All are gone, all but one
No contest, nowhere to run
No more left, only one
This is it; this is the Countdown to Extinction
-
oh and.
if you would bring him this Sunday.
i would go.
best if there would be some action eh.
just a little.
perhaps
i'd enjoy it best (:
i suppose.
like i said today.
it was just one of your happier days where you would actually talk.
and on other days.
you're just bitching around like the whole world owes you.
and perhaps i've stopped caring.
have i?
"hence, i shall go
at least, from you"
when you said that.
i didnt really feel a thing.
maybe i expected it.
i wasn't angry, i wasn't feeling anything.
and i wonder why?
queer isn't it.
how all of a sudden i dont really feel anything towards that anymore.
-
and you keep complaining how so many people hate you for who you are.
i would think it much less of a problem with them and much more of the problem being you.
maybe once in a while you should just think.
take a look into the mirror.
and figure out whats wrong with yourself.
why the whole world hates you.
and why half the people i know call you a whore.
well, everytime i point something out to you
you just go "mhm" as though you're saying " yes i get your point, what can i do about it, leave me alone"
just keep living your life like that.
-
well,
people have been telling me about how she is.
i didnt believe them.
i thought of her as according to what i know her as.
too bad.
now i do.
but it doesn't matter anymore does it?
-
and please stop kidding me about how you want to die and do something crazy.
cause i know you wont.
trust me. you're too afraid.
and when you say you dont care about what people think about you.
i can safely say.
you do.
-
All are gone, all but one
No contest, nowhere to run
No more left, only one
This is it; this is the Countdown to Extinction
And when you kill a man, you're a murderer
Kill many, and you're a conqueror
Kill them all...Ooh...Oh you're a God!
Haha. Yes. God.
Kill many, and you're a conqueror
Kill them all...Ooh...Oh you're a God!
Haha. Yes. God.
-
oh and.
if you would bring him this Sunday.
i would go.
best if there would be some action eh.
just a little.
perhaps
i'd enjoy it best (:

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