Saturday, October 9, 2010
Monday, October 4, 2010
after you went to bed...
I'm sick of being wrong. I'm sick of being unhappy. It seems as though you will never change. Your typical. I don't want to hear about how your "so much better than me" any more. And how you have "no weaknesses"! You accuse me of everything under the sun. I have done nothing but be faithfull. You tear me down, just to build me back up again..
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)