March 28, 2011

it's cool.

you're good with words, too. and you can twist things to be the way you want them to be. you can blame me. i take the blame, it was my fault. it's so bad now. yes, i realized you said the problem is me, it is. and i know i'm not doing anything about it. thank you, you did absolutely nothing wrong at all. i should tell the whole world it was my fault and i deserve this. i like it, thanks. and i sure respect what you did, i like the feeling of being replaced. i like to be thrown away. and you can come and go as you wish. i'm an open door. i'm out of words, it's cool.

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