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AUTHOR'S NOTE : The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.
SO FIND YOUR WAY, OUT OF MY SIGHT.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

me minus you = pointless

1st hours :
i ate LIKE-A-LOT and throwed it all up. sorta binge && purge kinda thing. how could you left? did i do anything wrong?

few hours :
i cried and cried and cried and cried and cried and cried, enough said.

1st day :
screwed you. got mad and started to text angry messages, twice. you didn't respond. i can't sleep. i swallowed too much pills. my stomach was crazy, my head was dizzy, i felt sick. i was sick. pointless.

next few days :
tried to work things out, talked to my friends, talked to your friends. pointless. lied in the couch, forced myself to close my eyes while crying. watched a weird movie and thought i can let you go. you said you're not worth it and i deserved better. i don't even understand what's that means, pointless.

1st week :
talked to you. you heard me laughed right? but actually i was crying. saw you couple times, but pointless, too. i miss you.

2nd week :
it's been the same, and the story's getting old.

today :
caught you checking on me. i don't know what the hell is that supposed to mean, pointless. told myself to wake up and maybe, just maybe, you're just not that into me.

now :
i still miss you, i really do. nothing feels right. messed-up. fuck it, i want to die. bye.

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