Don’t play me
I write this cause I am ready to move on. Something happened this afternoon. Something I didn’t like. I don’t like being treated like second best, I don’t like when you feel like you can control me. I especially don’t like when I invite you to a event, and you tell me you would rather go with somebody else.
Do you think I am a tool? Do you think I am a toy?
Fuck you. FUCK YOU.
Music of the Moment: The Crystal Method – Weapons of Mass Distortion
Today I Feel: Alive, Freed.
If you can’t see it, you never will. Your loss… (no bitterness…. seriously)
That’s good… I mean, if you are able to more on without bitterness, I think that’s one of the best feelings there is-feeling that much control over your own feelings, your life.
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