November 2010
5 posts
You’re still runnin’ through my mind, when I’m knowin’ that you shouldn’t be. Me all on your mind, and I’m knowin’ that it couldn’t be, ‘cause you ain’t called and I ain’t even appalled; I still got a lotta pain, I ain’t dealt with it all.
That’s not the end of it, I’m tryna let you go- I can’t get a grip of...
-_-
Me: I'm on my period, don't bother me.
Him: You go through the same thing every month. You should be used to that shit by now.