part of this is none of my business. in fact its none of yours unless your name starts with an a or m. on that note something that is my fucking business is kyle. he didnt do a fucking thing wrong. im tired of misdirected hate arbitrarily spewed at an extremely close friend of mine. why arent you getting mad at the person who did the wrong fucking thing. blame is always easier placed on the person you care less about. take a fucking look at what really happened.

i think i might move to new york for a couple months

open our eyes again 

only this tiem its not us 

far from me your gone

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this bed is empty 

one hollow vessel resides 

cold and alone now

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now i slur my speech

if only to forget you

it helps my eyes close at night

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every night i lay

i lay and i wish for you

old pathetic me

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i live in your web

in your mighty tangled web

my body lays now

youve fed me excuses for far to long. darling i do believe im full.

take these words ive put thm to paper.and know that they belong to you.

you may not realize whats going on. i cant say that i do.

this situation is beyond lost. no control. that to belonged to you. 

i let you steer my mind

you played me for a fool

love youre one of a kind

a wolf wrapped in wool

i was a helpless lamb

following and flocking

running circles round me

round and round only i fall down

round and round my wolf do calm down

round and round my love

what big teeth and claws 

love lost in you is bitterly found

between the enamel 

in your teeth i live

i line your stomach

my biggest fears

i am a human being. i am a sheep. one you claimed that you “loved”. how cheap. how hopeless. your beatiful infectious smile has stripped its stitching on the blindfold you sewed to my face. i can see how fragile you really are. ready to shatter. how young you are. i can see the seams on your wool. between i have caught a glimpse of those razor sharp teeth. you are a wolf and i flocked to you mindlessly like what you claimed to be. 

yeah i flocked to you

and you led me to slaughter

and you knew the plan from the start

part of me is glad youre handling this the way you are, youre making it so much easier to turn my back and walk away

the first time we havent spoken in it feels months. but it sjsut the first time since you broke up with me/my heart. 

has this effort/time/emotion been wasted.

with every second my gasping feels it so.

just be honest with me

its all i deserve.

its all ive known.

But the hours they creep,
the patterns repeat.
Don’t be concerned, you know I’ll be fine on my own.
I never said “don’t go.”