how am i suppose to believe you again

insanity is dominating me as a whole. i cannot cease the tears that flows endlessly, seeping through the tweety bird cover pillow, soaking it to the wettest. and do you even care?! do you even bother?! i couldnt even make myself believe you really were going to sleep. you havent even off your comp. who know`s you might just want me out of your way, play those stupid fucking games. talk to all the girls. talk to your brothers. whatever. just SHUT UP. you dont even seem to be bothered, no, correction. YOU CANT EVEN BE BOTHERED by my messages. you didnt reply. didnt reply didnt fucking reply. all you fucking care is you and your brothers. just go to hell.


all those lies. argh!!!!!!!
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if i hadnt message you, would you have started.





GO TO HELL GO TO HELL GO TO HELL GO TO HELL GO TO HELL GO TO HELL GO TO HELL GO TO HELL GO TO HELL GO TO HELL GO TO HELL GO TO HELL GO TO HELL!!!

will the violins be playing? 09:08 ;