I know you.

I know you.
All about you.
I know you are in pain,
I know you're as miserable as me.
You talk a whole lot of shit on the internet,
Hidden behind your smiley faces and innuendos,
Pretending you don't feel what I know you do.
I know the reason you write all these things,
You know I can't survive without you,
You know I will see them,
You know they hurt.
You're fucked up.
I know you.

I know you,
Everything about you,
I know your every thought,
I have kissed your every dimple,
I've witnessed your every imperfection.
When will you learn, silly little girl?
It has been far, far too long.
You can't fool me.
I know you.

I know you.
When you wake up,
I'm the first thought on your mind.
I know when you are trying to fall asleep,
you can't because you're thinking about me, us.
I know you're sleeping with the blanket I gave you.
I know that you check your phone really often, hoping to see
something from me even though you know you're not gonna respond.
I know you want things to be better and everything to go back,
but your pride is in the way and you have to save face.
I know you simply can't function right without me.
You know how to make everything better.
All you have to do is call me, and talk.
I know you because I know me,
I know you love me because

I LOVE YOU

New Life

The idea never occurred to me. A life without her. It just doesn't seem real, but I guess when you're a selfish lowlife like myself, you never get what you want. I love her, but I fucked up. Can't really blame her. She's perfect. Despite all my flaws and problems. Despite my negligence and distance, she lovED me. where else was i supposed to get something like that? That kind of attachment? That kind of trust? She trusted me. I didn't care. My selfish ways can't comprehend others' needs. What am i supposed to do? I'm drowning without her. I can't fix anything from 3000 miles away, not to say that it can be fixed. Can a totalled car be repaired? yes, but at what cost?

Definition: totalled car - the car is so badly damaged that the cost to repair the vehicle is greater than the cost of the vehicle itself

I'm willing to pay the price, perhaps time in this case, is she?

So this post is called New Life. What life? I'm sitting in my dorm room getting my ass kicked at Modern Warfare 2, playing some depressing ass break up music, and zoning off to think about her whenever my fingers stop moving for 2 seconds. Some life. Time to do what every depressed, misunderstood person does: find the bottom of several bottles of various hard liqours. Shit.

Whiskey Lullaby. Good song. La la lalalala la. "I'll love her til I die" Shit that's a depressing line.

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