the letter
By horrordork
dear sweetie, i wanted something that you'd never let me have and even if you had i'd end up throwing it away eventually and it's sad that you wake up crying all because of me cuz you and i both know behind my sympathy i'm smiling i wish you were smart enough to ignore these things about me but i suppose that's asking too much of you even though i accepted your anger and your constant urge to smoke not to mention the way you had to use me hey, i didn't mind because i thought you were worth the trouble in some way i suppose you were even though it ended in such a shitty mess but i had a smile on my face even when i cleaned it up because i loved you so much i guess i'll see you around sometime and i hope i'll see your smile hiding inside i hope i catch a glimpse of that again oh, and by the way i wish you never got so far down my throat because i still feel you burning even on the days i'm too drunk to feel anything that's when i cry and want you back againback in the day, Written January 6th, 2002 © on Jan 06 2002 05:26 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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