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sorry, guys, it just lasted too long.

haha.

it's too early in the morning.

my eyes are blood-shot for some reason.

and i feel tired and spent, and the day's not even done.

life is funny.

but i like the new cold that's outside.

december makes everything feel warm.

i hate how people lead me on.

i hate how they lie to me.

i hate how they act like they love me.

i hate how they leave me.

i hate how it hurts when i breathe now.

i hate how i know i'll feel numb.

i hate how i promised myself that i wouldn't feel like this again.

i hate how i think i'll be alone forever.

i hate how i thought things might get better.

i hate how you make me break down.

i hate how after you hurt me so bad, you ask, "are you okay?"

i hate THIS.

i want to grow up and be someone else.

Everybody else is holding bouquets,
Now I'm holding my face in the basement-
Scratching away for any trace..
Of affection you will leave.
Falling victim to the public's prey.

Well I won't hold on.
No, I can't hold on.
I won't hold on,
to this.