the keys on the keyboard sing their song of comfort
for i am dumped for trash is dumped
my eyes sting and i took the longest shower ever and gurgled my mouth a million times
nobody shall hear the sobs

and if i am so fucking emo i may as well go do my work
and then to sleep because pragmatism is the way to go
and seriously, in all honesty, pragmatically,
i have to go.
i show no love no concern no effort no commitment no dedication
so GO GO g-o GO

"valentine's day is the day i will remember when we broke up."

note to self: you are the laziest most useless uncaring unthoughtful inconsiderate leeching screeching whining complaining crying fuck you keep crying so what you gonna do now that's useful, what have you ever done that's useful i don't even know why the fuck u are in cs all u do is cry

where is my mind, where is my mind. must have bled it out with the tears.

i walk down history as a failure of a girlfriend.
now i will fucking stop my fucking emo verbal diarrhea and go do my work.