frequently.

lately--it's like this whole love thang, no matter what the circumstances are, F U C K S you over, right? now, don't think i'm this heartbroken, crazy teenager rampaging on why "boys suck" and doodling "fuck love!" on my highschool bathroom stalls. neh--stop that kind of thinking. that kind of down-he-drain inference you all are oh-so-good at. listen, it's what i mention everytime this gets brought up and always will.

"you want what you can't have"

unfortunately, i was fortunate enough to absorb this strange phrase that now haunts the essence of my very being.

its sad, its unfortunate, it's tough. but people, it's real, and that's the muthafukn deal. it's difficult for me to sit here and tell you that i was, indeed, proven wrong. it's hard for me to ramble on about how much it sucks, this heartbreak type deal. i feel like i'm complaining a tad too much. underminding your mind, so--mind you--fuck off if you don't care about what i have to say.

it's like, one day you gotta get with it before you get lost right? but let me tell you, i'm 354684 miles past nowhere, my vans untied and nooo fucking glasses! homie.

for pete's sake.

bottom line: we accept the love we think we deserve & like they all tell me, you deserve better.