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04/22/2003 03:49 p.m.
It sucks to be on this side of things. I remember lying in bed at Bob Jones the night he told me he kissed her again. I cried really violently... called him every curse word I could think of... and then listened to the CD Koye'd made me. I related to every song and hated him and loved him and cried some more. For months and months every song has been about him.

And then Donnell Jones.

So I have nothing to say. I can't say a single thing. He can think me the worst person in the world... and he'd be right. I messed this up. Me. I'm on this side. He's listening and hating me. And I deserve it.

But I don't hate you. Just... so you know. I don't think I ever could. And maybe that just makes it worse for everyone.

if I treated you bad
you bruise my face
couldn't love you more
you got a beautiful taste
don't let the days go by
could have been easier on you
I couldn't change though I wanted to
could have been easier by three
our old friend fear and you and me
glycerine
don't let the days go by
glycerine

I needed you more
when we wanted us less
I could not kiss, just regress
it might just be
clear simple and plain
that's just fine
that's just one of my names
don't let the days go by
could've been easier on you
glycerine
-Bush

I am currently Bothered
I am listening to not a whole lot of anything