| | 10453 | | i like the smell of my own farts. | | | | | 10452 | | why cant i be happy with anyone that comes my way? you broke my heart and i swear you ruined me. all i want is to be happy. but everytime i think im even close it all leads back to you. youre the only person i ever want to do anything with. youre the only person i ever want to have sex with, talk to, be with, kiss, eat with, anything...i only want to be with you and its killing me. i try to act okay but im not. i will never be. and i know you dont even care. why did you do this to me? why did you break my heart and why do you constantly ruin me even more? why do you do this? i want you to feel the same pain youve caused me. | | | | | 10451 | | i'm the prettiest girl he's ever had. i know i'm the last thing on his mind every night. he won't admit it but i know he still loves me and still wants to be with me. it's obvious. why won't he just admit it? | | | | | 10450 | | I'm mostly a very optimistic person. I think about all the ways my life has gone totally right and I'm a lucky person. Then every once and a while something comes up that just highlights the fact the only person I'm kidding is me because I've totally failed at life. | | | | | 10449 | | I met a girl last August and everything was quite good. She thought I was the best thing since breathing, she wanted to get married. Things started getting worse around January, I didn't think she was putting as much into it as I was. I told her that a few times and each time she felt bad and promised to try harder. Never followed through. In Febuary she started baby sitting for her friend who had moved back into the area. He worked from 5 am to 10 pm I didn't get to see her much, down to a few times a month. So Easter comes and when she came over I again told her I didn't think she was making as much of an effort to keep it together. She said maybe it wasn't supposed to work out. So after a few hours of talking we decide to split up but stay friends. A week later I get news that she's pregnant. So I call her and she swears that it happened after we broke up. Fine, talk a bit about what she's going through and then I ask her one more time before I hang up if it happened afterward.
"Well, would it really make a difference it wasn't?"
Yes, it makes a very big difference you cheating slut. She was two months pregnant when we broke up. She had the gall to say "I wish there was a way to make you hate me so this would be easier" when she broke up with me. While we were talking on Easter I made a comment that at least she never cheated on me (she had been engaged before and cheated on him with two guys, I should have never trusted her) and she even got mad because I questioned her. She didn't even have an answer as to why, "It just happened."
Jokes on her, now she's pregnant, with the enusing life long consequences. She's in and out of a hopeless relationship with the hick retard she slept with who's probably going to get drunk and slap her around one day. She cheated on me and her life turned to shit. Karma bitch.
So no matter how great a girl seems, no matter how much she says she cares and how strong the bond seems, remember that all women are equipped to be whores. | | | | | 10447 | | its gonan be tough getting over her...but its something I've got to do.. | | | | | 10446 | | shoot me in the motherfucking head. | | | | | 10445 | | But they never told you the price that you pay
For things that you might have done.....
Only the good die young
thats what i said
only the good die young
I think that what Billy Joel was really trying to tell us here is that there are a lot of guys who are the "nice guys" (me) who get rejected for that reason...they're "too nice"...and because they are so nice, so good, they kill themselves because girls are bitches.
and thats the real reason why only the good die young. | | | | | 10442 | | she's got her date tomorrow night...and I need another beer.
who knows how many I'll need tomorrow... | | | | | 10441 | | I need to stop mind-fucking myself...yeah mind-fucking...its like when you strike up a conversation with someone and the conversation includes both finding him a hot chick that he can hook up with and mentioning that his wife died last week. all while his daughter is right there next to you.
that'll mind-fuck you. | | |
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