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the way we talk
Author:
ink colored PM
it's a sick little game.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry/Angst - Words: 97 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 01-27-12 - Status: Complete - id: 2992119
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you only want to talk when
you've got no one else to care
about and my problems only
matter half the time. empty
promises and plastic advice
only go so far when you're
a thousand miles away and
i'm dying inside, but i'll
coax you through bad test
grades and easy break ups
while you incorrectly
analyze the way i text
when i'm tired. you don't
have to care that i want
to kill myself but would it
be so hard to quit being so
fucking self absorbed?

1/26/12

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