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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 9:01 pm
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I'm not sure if this is supposed to be in the Advice place or the Creative Endeavors place...I'm not sure at all...
One of my friend's best friends died of a cancer...I tried to cheer her up...I tried to make her stop crying...I know how it feels...so I just left her alone to cry her head off. I do care, but I don't feel like caring anymore. I wrote a poem, and I just...I don't know...wanted at least someone to look at it. And put it in a place she can't look at...
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Don't tell me I don't know what love and death is. Go ahead and cry and tell me I don't get it Go cut yourself, I don't know hell about this I don't want to put up with this, I'd rather get hit I don't get what you want, death is just another stage. You've known him forever, I get that part But you've got to move on, turn the next page He's close to you, close to your heart
I know this already, I've experianced it, move on, girl. It's hard, I know that already, even if you say I don't. I don't know him very well, yeah, stop complaining, you're making me hurl. I won't talk to you, I won't You're making me frusterated; I'll mind my own business But I wish you'd get the point already, stop with the lectures Go cry yourself to sleep, I couldn't care less
I understand you say you care about him, but the way you act, I think you couldn't care less.
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 9:07 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 9:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 9:50 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 10, 2006 12:48 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 11, 2006 8:00 am
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