november 4th, 2003 / 12:24 a.m.

i really wish i never made you any fucking promises. cause i'd love to slowly fucking kill myself right now. i don't even know why i fucking care what you care. maybe i just want to prove you wrong. i'm doing it to spite you. god knows you would never keep your word with me. so why should i do the same?

cause i'm the better person.

but fuck, like billy joel said *only the good die young*

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