Thursday, June 10, 2010

Make up

She called me a prick for not making a move on her.
She doesn't want me she just wants me on the list of those she's rejected and pushed away.
She's getting prettier by the minute. Make up's an amazing thing.
The day they invent make up for the soul I will kill myself.

Hightened emotions and anger management. The nature of the natural has been forgotten and I'm stupidily trying to look at the most "appropriate" time to revert.

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