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11.21.2010
I'm insecure, mean, jealous, and do not trust the man I am in love with. How ironic.
A stranger feels she knows me,
and all the things I've said.
How ironic to think a stranger
knows nothing about me at all.
Your facts are twisted,
Your heart is missin'.
Perhaps I'm just all the things you say I am.
oh chey <3
ReplyDeleteignore her- she's not worth it & at the end of the day, mike is yours and he will NEVER be hers.
(& i had psycho girlfriend stuck in my head ALL day :P)
priya made a blogggger! <3
ReplyDeletei just used my gmail account to post:P (i figured that'd be less creepy, right?)
ReplyDeletei might make one thoughh!