Tue
27
May
2008
The Dress
I guess it is just the loathing of the dress. When we see it we both want to hang her.
I am sorry. You are my dearest love.
I went insane, you stayed and took the pain.
I go day to day feeling aweful knowing that I wore that dress.
I was a fat, confused, insane, hormonal girl and you stayed.
I cant erase it but I want to burn it with you. Because it's not the same without your guitar filling my ears, no nothing is the same.
I suffer for it more then you know.
Funny how a article of clothing can make us hate someone.
Maybe we are wrong but most likely we are right.
Now Write.
Tell your tails. I love them so much and you
I am sorry. You are my dearest love.
I went insane, you stayed and took the pain.
I go day to day feeling aweful knowing that I wore that dress.
I was a fat, confused, insane, hormonal girl and you stayed.
I cant erase it but I want to burn it with you. Because it's not the same without your guitar filling my ears, no nothing is the same.
I suffer for it more then you know.
Funny how a article of clothing can make us hate someone.
Maybe we are wrong but most likely we are right.
Now Write.
Tell your tails. I love them so much and you
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