Saturday 9 May 2009

I always

have to make the fucking effort with you, you fucking arsehole.
I actually can't be arsed.
I can't stop crying I want you to care for me and ask me whats wrong when I'm upset but all you do is talk about getting high and your new hoe.

I CAN'T TAKE IT.
PLEASE JUST WORRY ABOUT ME.

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