� I'm always in a tragic state � 2006-06-27 � 10:57 p.m. �
I've been waiting for the phone to ring... waiting for a message... waiting for anything....
And I keep thinking about last week... remember last week? The fountain of all fortune.
What happened to that?
Was it a lie?
Is this a game?
It hurts me.
Where are my balls?
Where are yours?
So I gummed up the nerve... grabbed my cell and said "Marc"....
Stood in my bathroom and waited... and what did I hear but "Hi... this is Mike... leave me a detailed message..."
I cried... I couldn't wipe the tears away fast enough...
and I thought...
Boys... boys and their promises...
Boys and their so-called-love.
I was accused of self pity... and maybe it's true... but all I can think of saying is.... "fuck you".
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