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just another piece 5:14 a.m. Alright, kid. Honestly, I don't know what the hell is going on and people outside of you and I are just making all of this horrible for me. Kid, I like you. A lot. And from what you've told me, you feel the same, so why is bullshit needed? Honestly, I think we should've set this down awhile ago, but I hate crap. I hate being lied to. If you can just look at me and tell me what's wrong or what you don't want, it'd be so much better than this. I hate these games everyone goes through to avoid the truth from being heard by the person who needs to hear it. I will be less hurt if the words came from your mouth than from anyone elses. I will be less mad if you were just striaght with me. If you don't want me, just tell me so. If I'm totally off my mark here, which I hope I am, than yell at me and tell me to stop worrying so damn much. It's the least you can do. I just can't take these games. Help me out, ok? Yeah...thanks. -cotton |
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