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karen dannette Jan 2013
I look into your eyes, although they are void of any real emotion
Coming here today after calling me a prositiute from something that you heard
I S UnAcCePtAbLe to me and I want you to hear me in your daydreams repeating this until you get it.
It would have been one thing to accuse ME, not him, of your alleged suspicious allegations
But, maybe your ***** havent dropped enought to think and act like a gentleman, especially in their house.

I know your complete disdain for me and people like me, but I'm not your girlfriend or a prostiute.
I suggest that you get your facts straight, don't drink yourself into anoblivion at your "best friends house" on New Years Eve and rant and rave creating slander and outrght lies, lies, lies, lies.  behind my back made me ***** profusely into my mouth and I lost the taste for the dinner I had just prepared for over 2 hours.

Be aware that when you "lie" and slander someone's name to that degree (to your best friend who is in love with that person.   It might be a good idea to check those 3rd persson "accusations, without proof.
This isn't rocket science and you don't have to replace your own heart in some secret scientific project where you are the doctor and the patient.  
I know that you have you heard "(if you live in glass houses, you shouldn't throw the first stone)"
I mean if I would've told you all your flaws (believe or make believe) behind your back to someone you loved, how would that had made you feel.

Cuz honey, I aint no *******, and unless your Jesus, I don't need your *******.
So for now, you are being allowed to visit this house.  I would suggest you don't get so ****** up that you don't remember offering me money for ***, so Joey has to kick you out again.  
But, listien- honey, I understand you didn't get much education, maybe came from a broken home..etc
Next time you disrespect me or my man in his own house.  I will just go get the hammer.

No hard feelings, right, Rob?
This was definately a therapeutic write to stop the watterfall of cement falling unto my bed and getting me more calloused than I should be.  I will Pray for Rob.   He's just so sad and pathetic, after all, I do have a heart.
Emily Jul 2013
Laying awake every night
Just trying to get you off my mind
Time to time I leave the windows open
To listien to the sounds of outside
On this night it rains
Oh how I love the rain
Theres something about it that makes me feel so alive
Makes me think of new begnings
New memories I can make
Makes me think there's somthing in store for me
The sound of the rain takes the fear and te feel of depression away
It washes memories of you away for a bit
It is my only safe place

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