2008-05-23 || 5:23 p.m.
Sometimes.
Sometimes just the thought of you makes me sick.
Sometimes it's all I can do to wash yr scent of off my skin.
Sometimes I can't believe I ever loved you.
Sometimes it's all I can do, just to get through the day without you.
Sometimes I know I'm better off without you.
Sometimes yr face invades my sleep, and won't leave for days on end.
Sometimes I hope.....
Sometimes I pray.....
Sometimes I wish.....
Sometimes I just hate you so fucking much.
Sometimes I wish I never met you.
Sometimes you are all I can think about.
Sometimes I want you back.
Sometimes.....