Saturday, September 19
Thursday, September 17
I don't love you
when you go,
don't ever think I'll make you try to stay.
and maybe when you get back,
I'll be off to find another way.
and after all this time that you still owe,
you're still the good-for-nothing,
I don't know.
sometimes I cry so hard from pleading,
so sick and tired of all the needless beating...
Wednesday, September 16
Monday, September 14
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