Now You're Gone. (If I was to leave, you would be shit out of luck....)

Now You're Gone.

in whispers i plant promises by forget me nots.
& lay lilies in my bed beside me.
you denied me. . .
but i still remember you.

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Thursday, January 21st

If I was to leave, you would be shit out of luck. Who else would put up with the shit that I do? Please go find her & tell me cus..that shit is impossible.