woensdag 12 oktober 2011


Why does it have to be so hard.
Like life wasn't already fucked enough.

He told me he loves me.
And no he is not even the one I expected
it to say it.
He's my best friend.

So he loves me and I fancy the brother of
his girlfriend.
You might understand that this complicated.

How do I need to trust anyone at the moment?
I feel so alone and hunted.
It's like running only makes things worse!

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