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I Hope You´re Unhappy
.*undusting a few boxes i found the usual pile of promo material that was sent to me over the years, and in one of the boxes was this great record from a band named Farside, called The Monroe Doctrine. Not my cup of tea, but anyway, has this really cool song that fits the moment just fine ~ this one is for the broken hearted*
I must have had a dream about you because i woke up in the worst of moods. And when i looked at the clock my day was already ruined. I´m glad that you like your new place and i hope that your new job works out well. I´m getting used to my kitchen and sleeping by myself. And as we talk and reminisce, i barely mask how deeply i´m depressed. And though i can´t complain, i think i just might. Because it can´t get much worst. And i hope that you´re unhappy, to be alone. I´m at my suit job every day, and Farside is writing a new EP and thought i still hate school i almost got my degree. I keep myself so busy now because i don´t wanna be at home at all, because every time that i´m there I´m crushed that you haven´t called. And then i dwell and reminisce about the time i bought the angel dress that you wore for me and the sun went down and you swore you were mine. I don´t want you to cry anymore than i cry just at least as much. I know your children, will be beautifull, but i don´t even want to know that they exist at all. So let´s not talk and reminisce because it won´t clear the cobwebs in my chest when i clench the phone and i grind my teeth and i know.. i´m alone.. And i hope that you´re miserable.. |
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When my ex left I spent a lot of time listening to Dido's "Here with me".
Yep - everyone's been there. Sad it has to happen to good people.
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three words..
black baby auction bet that cheered you up ![]()
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