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Saturday, June 18, 2011

Just do it

That's it.
I'm done playing around.
No more games.
This is real.
No more scared baby
I am beyond done.
This is
Quit your bit.ching.
It's all been done.
You can calm down now.
Get on with your life.
Not like you needed me in the first place.
I'm now lost in space.
Floating away.
In my own universe.
In my own pain.
You don't have to deal with it anymore.
As if you were trying to anyways.
You don't have to listen to me whine anymore.
I said it.
I did it.
I'm done.
Now your words really mean something, don't they?
Bet you realize that now, right?
Hope so.
Really hope so.

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