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Sunday, August 03, 2008
How could you look at me in the eye and say the cruelest of words?How could you say you listened to me when you never really heard?How could you stick this knife in my chest, then twist it where you wanted it to go?Please answer me all these questions, I really need to know.
Anna, fourteen.
I don't understand love, really I don't.
" Love is when you ran out of excuses for hating someone. "
Sunday, August 03, 2008
How could you look at me in the eye and say the cruelest of words?How could you say you listened to me when you never really heard?How could you stick this knife in my chest, then twist it where you wanted it to go?Please answer me all these questions, I really need to know.
