I saw you on the bus and I drew this for you today
You acted like I wasn’t there, just like everyone else in my life. Why don’t they hear my cries?
But maybe you will soon. I need you. You need me. You just don’t know it yet.
i don’t understand how you could break it off. especially after that pancake breakfast i took you to. i fucking hate pancakes, and you know that. you are one twisted person, bragging to everyone that you were an extra in Armageddon…NO ONE gives a shit!! did you forget to mention that your real job involves a mop and a bucket of soap?!?!
just to let you know, i’ve moved on, and it’s YOUR loss. if i see you out at a bar, i won’t hesitate to request Chumbawama, because I know how much you hate them.
I miss your lies.
You don’t have any friends. Bartenders and waitresses don’t count. And remember that guy who you drove 3 hours to see? He hasn’t called or emailed you in 3 months. That doesn’t count either.
I lied on the plane last night, just to see how you continually feel. I hated it.
ps. happy birthday
