Lonesome Crow
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I went way, way the **** out of my way I hurted someone I love every, every.
She fucken hurted me and i wanted to get her back.
We even got back together again years later. We tried to make things work.
Low and behold the same fucken shited happened.
And there i went again trying to bang her best friend.
I don't know fucken why we love each other so fucken much and hurted each other
just the fucken same.
I felt like **** the day I left her. She cried her eyes out begging me not to leave.
There i went on a fucken run again...Living la vida loco...parting my ass off.
After three months of that ****..I finally come home and found a good paying job.
I used to call her every fucken night and begged her to get back with me.
NO...No No..over and over again....
She was pregnant with my child...so she said. She gave up the child for adoption.
A year later...she knock on my door...I was living with a roomate...Her fucken ex-husband.
He was my fucken HS best freind. She was my fucken fiance then...He ****** her when I
was sitting in class in college. He was my fucken best freind...**** !!!!!!
I tried ...i fucken swear, I tried to make things right.
I could no longer blame all that **** on the dopping, drinking and partying that i did.
I got clean and sober 3 month after that ****....I couldn't live like that anymore.
I know how to fucken hurt people...especailly the ones I love.
She fucken hurted me and i wanted to get her back.
We even got back together again years later. We tried to make things work.
Low and behold the same fucken shited happened.
And there i went again trying to bang her best friend.
I don't know fucken why we love each other so fucken much and hurted each other
just the fucken same.
I felt like **** the day I left her. She cried her eyes out begging me not to leave.
There i went on a fucken run again...Living la vida loco...parting my ass off.
After three months of that ****..I finally come home and found a good paying job.
I used to call her every fucken night and begged her to get back with me.
NO...No No..over and over again....
She was pregnant with my child...so she said. She gave up the child for adoption.
A year later...she knock on my door...I was living with a roomate...Her fucken ex-husband.
He was my fucken HS best freind. She was my fucken fiance then...He ****** her when I
was sitting in class in college. He was my fucken best freind...**** !!!!!!
I tried ...i fucken swear, I tried to make things right.
I could no longer blame all that **** on the dopping, drinking and partying that i did.
I got clean and sober 3 month after that ****....I couldn't live like that anymore.
I know how to fucken hurt people...especailly the ones I love.