it had started to rain, but we didnt care
every word that was spoken held onto the air
dear chris,

i hate you. you throw me around like i don't matter. you yell at me about doing one thing and then you go and do it. i've only thrown around 'i love you' when i said it to you. why didn't i notice how much of a fuck you are in the first place? you suck and i hate you more than anything. leave me alone and don't fuck with my stuff.

love always,


ps: fucking tell me my password to my email you asshole.

< 5:03 p.m. on 2003-04-11 >