Have a drink
Thursday, August 20, 2009 1:55 AM
and tell them, this ones for the boys.I hate the words, I'm sorry. I'm sorry You're sorry He's sorry She's sorry We're all sorry But sorry never got anyone anyplace. Thank you Fight Club.
I won't lie. Things about you I won't ever forget. Fight Club. Nine Inch Nails. But it's not so much that they've been ruined for me. Just a small gap in my mind, that can stay happy about you.
Is it bad of me to be able to do this?
Always be able to be happy over something bad?
If I wasn't able to do that...
I don't know what sort of person I'd be.
I wish I had long hair.
Why does Hobo call you baby?
Because I'm his baby.
Sweet bottom.
Deer.
Red Light.
Sweetie.
Baby.
Sweetheart.
Sweetie Pie.
Cutie.
Princess.
Sugar cube.
Sweetie Bum.
Bum bum.
With you,
after week 2 we fought.
To this day we fought.
I cried too much.
You lied to keep me.
You made hell for me.
You made me sorry for things that I shouldn't have to be sorry for.
You want me to feel like you.
But I won't.
I'm not like you.
And I never will be.
With him,
after day 1 I didn't want to leave.
He makes me laugh every single day.
He puts a smile on my face.
He makes love in my heart.
He doesn't threaten me.
He doesn't frighten me.
He does the things he does,
because he honestly and truly loves me.
Something you could never possibly begin to understand.
I posted that picture,
because it makes me smile.
Very unlike yourself.