If you're going to leave,
make it mean.
Tell me what you don't like about me.
Tell me why you don't want me.
Make it hurt.
Kick me in the stomach with your words.
If you don't hurt me,
then I can't hate you.
If I can't hate you,
I can't get over you.
Thursday, June 29, 2006
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