Sunday, January 9, 2011

My So Called Life

The weak are being separated from the brave. Old and new will merge one day and try to stay within arms reach. Perhaps I was a fool to speak my mind and trust my so-called friends. This blog will be the kiss of the death for many. Good ridden as I refuse to continue justifying my choices to such narrow-minded hillbillies.
All you hear is one side of the story. You never cared to know what was going on behind closed doors. Shame on you for jumping to conclusions. I can only imagine the conversations at the holidays. I must be the juiciest gossip story to hit the southern bell.
It is what it is. Life goes on, plans will be made, vacations booked, boxes packed up and shipped out, but it won't change what can never be helped.
It started out so innocently and sweet, but then the lies started to pile up and by the time the truth was exposed you had drove me away. We jumped back in without a thought and it was fabulous for longer than most ever bet. I don't care who is right or wrong anymore. There is nothing more to say. You won't compromise and you refuse to see the world from my eyes. Guess it never was love, just another impulsive addiction.

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