Sunday, August 3, 2008

Must be exhausting to lose your own game...

You popped in unannounced and unwanted. I told you before that I can't take your immaturity; so I ignored you. How's it feel to have the immaturity returned to you? Fucker. Then you try to tell people it's me with the problem.

I'm only returning the gift you gave. Bitter pill to swallow, isn't it? Or just another cliche.

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