These two kind of go together.

I realized the other day that they kind of belong together. I mean, they're both snotty fucking spoiled brats... Neither of them can care for themselves. For example, if her mom doesn't do her laundry, she doesn't wear clean clothes--oh and she fully expects her mother to do her laundry. He has never even touched the wash machine. In fact, I'm pretty sure I never saw him even enter that room of his house. Anyway...

I want to get over him (as a hugely important part of my life anyway) but I don't think that's possible when I know he's with her.

[[Oh. And I'm the whore? Right.]]

STIX
.mate.feed.kill.repeat.
18 December 1992.
i do not capitalize when i write poetry.


Family.
Friends.
Mitch.
Boys.
Pretty girls.
A drug-free world.
Kisses on the forehead.
Slipknot, Metallica, & Mozart.
Hugs.
Touch&beTouched.
Love&beLoved.

shh, i'm always here for you.


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