January 2011
29 posts
mean mistreater
I’ve tried hard to live without you, in so many ways. I just can’t help myself from thinking of you, for the rest of my days.
Heartache is at my door step, won’t leave me alone. I just can’t get used to it, now that I’m on my own.
Middle finger to:
The jerks who broke my heart.
The bitches who talked shit behind my back.
The unworthy so called friends who betrayed my trust.
The ones who gave up and just found it easier to walk away.
The heartless people who left without a word of reason.
The assholes who give off mixed signals just to lead me on.
The users who just need me when they want something.
The hit it and quit it douche...
WHO KNOWS WHO CARES?