Lies and Fairweather Friends.

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delusional

Tuesday, September 13, 2011 @ 3:04 AM

I thought this would have been the last thing in the world to happen, or i didn't expect myself to find out. Maybe i should have known, the way you begged her to tell you where i was that day. And how you called me up at such an odd hour at night just to hear my voice. But it's been almost 14 months, and i found out you still think about me everyday.
You need to move on.