Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Dying Flower

           "It was as if a beautiful bloomed flower died the next minute. It makes you want to think, 'What just happened here?'  Everything is going so well, everything was so perfect, and then out of nowhere, it just turned out to be a fantasy. The person you once loved, is out the door. The best relationship you thought you had, was just a dream. Now you look at the broken peices of a delicate sculpture, and you don't even know where to begin fixing it." - Te.Qu             Oh how I know my hunny. It hurts. You and I my friend have the horrible path of being hurt by friends. It's not an easy thing to mend. Sometimes when it is fixed, it was all lies. They never cared. They hated you all along, just feeling sorry. They wanted attention. They wanted love. They wanted to be the good guy. Well, you know what? Screw that. I hate them all. They aren't good, their liars, haters, burners, devils. They hate, because there is no love in their hearts. They are miniture scosiopaths. Not about to really love. They want attention. Total sadist. They can go to hew.

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