Thursday, January 7, 2010

It's always been whatever YOU wanted. You helped me yesterday, wanted me alive and safe and successful and happy. All you thought that I would be. But I'm sick of everything you want. I wish you wouldn't have stopped me yesterday. Makes me feel like there's no winning with you. I just wanted you to stay 'til I fell asleep. It wouldn't have been long. Promise.

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