Monday, January 5, 2009

men are interchangeable


It's been awhile since you cheated on me/dumped me/I dumped you, and I'm not sure why, but I feel like I should get everything off my chest. Even after all this time, I still hate you/ think you're pretty cool/could care less. Did you have to break me/drink so much/be so lame? I guess it wasn't all horrible/dangerous/sleep-inducing. I really had fun that time we drove to New Orleans/filmed that movie/went to that show, but it could never make up for you being a jerk/crazy/boring. I guess the past is what it is, so I hope you won't mind when I say I hope you rot in hell/have fun/move on.

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