Since the person whom usally lends me her ears isn't online, I guess this is my place to vent...
People are back stabing pricks... And my friends wonder why I can't open up... I'm too ******** afraid of being hurt.
You thought the person you were in a relationship with would be fateful, yet you find very recent e-mails of that person asking another person to send them picutes of themself naked...
Men are pricks... All men are ******** pricks... They have lost all my trust and respect long ago. I have yet to meet a ******** man that could keep my trust a whole year! I have seen them harm an already broken heart in more ways then one, I have seen them abuse, I have seen them lie, and do many other things... I'm ******** sick and tired...
Why can't this world be a better place... Why? Why must I se this day in.. .day out...
Why...
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The song lyrics I have written to go along with the music in my head
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Zepher Silverheart
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Stuck in a coffin until gaia comes out with more Undertakerish items.
