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Drunken Fake
Contributed by
Angelic_Demon
on
Sunday, 27th February 2005 @ 12:29:45 AM in AEST
Topic:
AngryPoetry
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Another failed relationship.
Another failed try.
I don't know why I keep on doing this to myself.
Maybe it's karma,
maybe it's just bad luck.
Today, we would have been together four weeks.
You were charming and funny,
Sexy and not so serious.
A ******, that's how you acted, but oh so sweet at the same time.
I fell for it. At least you were American this time.
You said you loved me the first time while you were drunk.
You bought me a stuffed animal on valentine's day,
now he's laying face down on the floor.
I shed tears for this relationship when I shouldn't have.
For some stupid reason I thought I could make this work.
You promised you would never hurt me, but words
don't mean **** when you're drunk.
I should never have listened to them, not even the few times you were sober!
I know it isn't me now, that's for **** sure.
Its just the men. They can't commit, suffocate
you in relationships, or get so ******* drunk
Saturday nights they have no concept of time
and keep you up 3 'til 7 A.M.
I'm so tired of all this.
I'm only 18, but I'm tired of it.
I'm angry at a majority of the male race,
and have decided to swear them off...
For right now, anyway.
All thanks to you, who caused me to cry.
Who fooled me ito that relationship.
Who fooled me into a false sense of security.
Who had the worst case of immaturity imaginable.
...Who can go screw off for all I care, because I'm done with you,
even if you ever decide you're sorry.
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Angelic_Demon
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2005-02-27 00:29:45] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Drunken Fake
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Sunday, 27th February 2005 @ 01:29:27 AM AEST (User
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He doesn't know what he's missing. You're beautiful, intelligent, caring, kind, funny and loving, don't you dare let anyone tell you any different darling. Men are gits (i'm sooo not getting bleeped on a comment again) but I'm possitive that one day you'll find one who is everything you could ever want and more. Someone who will give you the world, just like you deserve.
Plently more fish is the sea... you just remember to have fun.
Your sister always
Love you
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Re: Drunken Fake
(User Rating: 1 ) by pixie on
Sunday, 27th February 2005 @ 08:03:31 AM AEST (User
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awww *hugs* sorry you are hurting hun. but Beccas right there are plenty more fish in the sea, Good Decent fish :) your heart will mend in time,
takecare
pix xx
well expressed poem btw, written well |
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Re: Drunken Fake
(User Rating: 1 ) by yellow_sundragon on
Sunday, 27th February 2005 @ 01:57:00 PM AEST (User
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Mara, there will come a day when you will void this vow... but for now, I'm glad you made it...
I love you, and Becca loves you.... and we'll always be here for you...
Jaime |
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Re: Drunken Fake
(User Rating: 1 ) by Mangs on
Sunday, 27th February 2005 @ 03:18:10 PM AEST (User
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very nice write....
...Who can go screw off for all I care, because I'm done with you,
even if you ever decide you're sorry.
- this happened to me....and i didnt give in...kudos for doing that too... |
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Re: Drunken Fake
(User Rating: 1 ) by THUGGIN4REAL on
Friday, 8th April 2005 @ 01:16:07 PM AEST (User
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uh,i guess i'm the only guy thats gonna comment.i've put many girls through that,so i can feel your pain.even though i'm happy now with my girl,its my stupidity that haunts me because of the past hurt i put on my exes.i'm sorry your heart was broken,if you ever want to talk or bs,drop me a pm.nice write,you not afraid to express your feelings,i respect that. |
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