Monday, November 30, 2009

fuck you, period.

Don't apologise to me you little bitch, I don't need your pity, your feeble apologies that mean shit all.
The fact that you were even game enough to talk to me was enough. How I wish I could harm you in some way, but I know that won't bring me any closure, the only way I want to see you harmed is to be burned by him.

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