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Love me, love myself

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Today, I had some time alone for myself.

I took the time to look at my phone’s data

As usual, there were friendships to be terminated, friendships to be renewed

The only constant in my life were the skirt chasers trying to get in my pants

Well I'm sick and tired of being thrown around like thrash and treated like dirt

Now I remember why I had maintained an ice queen image - to protect myself from bastards like these



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I lead so many lives that I think I'm only trying to fool myself