i despise you

Can’t we just talk about all the good old memories
And leave the guilty images behind us
Laugh about the good times and cry about the bad times
So why aren’t you laughing at all?
Every word that drips from your lips
Is another reminder of what I did
So I’ll pretend to listen and pay attention
I’ve been eyeing the vodka on the top shelf
It’s looking good and I think I hear it calling my name
I wonder if I absorb enough alcohol can I escape you
Everything you represent and remind me of
The quarrels and slammed doors proceeding my guilt
I want to lock out the remebrances of you
Sear them up in the letters you sent
And covered in your favorite liquor, ignite it all
Watch it burn and black out the purple sky
Just like you blacked out the sun in my existence
As you hissed your scorn and turned your back

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June 16, 2004

beautful

ryn: I’m sorry you think you owe you whole existence to the State, but you do have a right to your opinion. Just do me a favor and don’t mention things like the Articles of Confederation when you clearly haven’t the faintest clue what you’re talking about. It shows.

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oh wow… sorry, random… that was amazing… wow… xxxxx