From behind locked doors.
Can we disappear?
Thursday, December 2, 2010
I hate you.
I sat there whilst you talked. listened so acutely to every word you said.
but I was dazed, blocking out what I knew was coming. I hate you.
I hate you for getting in the way of everything.
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