Speaking of the Devil.

I know how to summon them.
Obviously, I'm a fucking Muse.

r********0: i wouldn't really say that a text and a call is a lot of effort
r********0: you didn't leave me a voicemail or anything
r********0: i dont even think you responded to any of my posts i made on AP
r********0: i really thought you didnt want to talk to me at all
r********0: guess it would have been avoided if you'd just asked me why you thought i was mad at you, but i suppose the same could be said for me


Boys are seriously fucking retarded.
You ignore me and then I return the favor.
I tried to erase you....don't you get it?
IT WAS ALL YOUR FAULT.

I feel like crying for you every fucking night.
I hope you're happy.

By the way, YOU'RE ERASED.

3.0

I'm going to fucking lay it on the line right now.

Fuck Georgia and the male species it breeds.

How on Earth can you honestly sit there and act like I don't exist after you told me that I'm one of maybe 2 people who you don't mind talking to in your life?
How can you talk to me via text, AIM, and phone every single day and then suddenly cut off all communication in one day?
How can you tell me you want to kiss me, to be with me, and in one day throw it all away?
How can you sit there looking at my posts, at my screename and not have a single explanation?

I KNOW YOU'RE DOING NOTHING RIGHT NOW.
Has this new medication really made you that much of an asshole?
Was a cure for insomnia all you needed and now I've become obsolete?

This is exactly why I don't believe in feelings.
The risk is complete bullshit and you seriously just get fucked over in the end.

Guess what?
I'm fucking erasing you.
Thanks for the memories.