l1vingdeadgurl

Some days your the fly and some days your the winshield

In a real dark night of the soul, it is always three o'clock in the morning, day after day.
F. Scott Fitzgerald

and my all time favorite...

I hate the way you talk to me / And the way you cut your hair. / I hate the way you drive my car. / I hate it when you stare. / I hate your big dumb combat boots / And the way you read my mind. / I hate you so much it makes me sick -- / It even makes me rhyme. / I hate the way you're always right. / I hate it when you lie. / I hate it when you make me laugh -- / Even worse when you make me cry. / I hate it that you're not around / And the fact that you didn't call. / But mostly I hate the way / I don't hate you -- / Not even close, not even a little bit, not any at all.

its going to be a bad day so down the hatch they go..