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Thursday, August 15, 2013

Ego sum inimicus proprius pessimus meus.

Ego sum inimicus proprius pessimus meus

People know me for almost always having a blade on me. What people don't realize is that I give them the knife so often. I give out knives and then open up my chest and yell stab me and then I manage to impale myself whether they help or not. I'm so sick of me.  If only I were brave enough to tell somebody how I actually felt and just get it off of me. As is I doubt I'll see them again. Good job Bourne. You're a real winner.  Now you get to bask in more mistakes, to have more wonderful memories to beat yourself up about. Just quit.

I just needed someone to talk to 
You were just too busy with yourself
You were never there for me to
Express how I felt
I just stuffed it down
Now I'm older and I feel like
I could let some of this anger fade
But it seems the surface
I am scratching
Is the bed that I have made

I am my own worst enemy.

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