Wednesday, February 13, 2008

The Bottom Line...

The Bottom Line is...

I don't want somebody who doesn't want Me.

I gave you the benefit of the doubt.

I believed you when you said you wouldn't lie to me again.

You didn't prove me wrong; everything I believed to be true and would happen; it has.

I've played the victim as long as I've known you; there are reasons why and you know

what they are because you largely caused them.

I don't need your fucking favours.

Or your invalid reasons and excuses.

You can shove them up your well-fucked arse.

Great Expectations...

People come to expect entitlements.

I Wish...

That I could lock the door.

Once and for all.

On You.

Done...

It really is Done.

Because I'll Never trust you again.

Remember This...

You're the one who's leaving me.

Time To Go...

You won't miss me.

That's how I know it's time to go.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Quick Enough...

He couldn't get out of here.

Quick enough.

The Last Ten Years...

The last ten years...

Have been debilatating.

Two Fuckheads...

We aren't some Entity...

We are just Two Fuckheads.

Who fuck.

At Least...

My character has never been up before a Judge.

Too Far Gone...

This time I think We're too far gone.

The Impossible Dream...

I don't want a fuck.

I want him to fall in love with me again.

News Flash...

This time I'm not going to expect a fucking thing.

Monday, February 11, 2008

Thin...

What's keeping Me thin?

Junk.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

To Coin A Word...

If something is Googleable it must somehow exist.

Lucridty; the demonstrating of ludicrous behaviour.

As in; the Lucridity of Twink.

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

That's All Folks...

Enough's Enough, People...

I'm outta here.

You've Just Lost...

Keep sticking up for Her...

You've just lost. Your Wife. And Kids.

I Can...

I Can do this alone.

I'll just have to get used to it.

Fast.

My Poem...

For the first time ever you get no say.

Fuck you and your silent way.

Liar...

Lie in someone else's bed.

Revenge...

I fucking begged you to stay last night.

And you walked away.

Said you needed space.

Revenge. It's going to be fucking sweet.