music is worthless

unless it can make a complete stranger break down and cry.


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he's got a smile that made my heart skip beats. his eyes pierced me in a wierd way, especially when i caught him staring at me, which seemed to be every time i looked at him..

i really don't want to write about him because i know who reads this.
okaynextsubject.


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fuck, nevermind.

why am i so useless when it comes to this today?

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it hurt not to say hi to you today, but i just feel that this needs to end. it needs to end here because obviously everything i taught you, you never learned.

so, does that mean that all those times you agreed it was for the better, you were lying then too?

he laughed when i told him you quit. he did the quick chuckle of, 'oh, shit...she seriously believes that.' and then said, 'is that what he told you?'

fucking explain that. okay. and don't tell your stupid little bullshit friend to call me and ask if i hate you. man the fuck up, you know how i feel about that.

goodnight, fuckface.


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and james, i'll definitely show you some of the fiction later, once i get further into it. if you care to read it! :)