You roped me into doing this.
and you wont let me take a break,
for the one i love.
I take him out and come home later
than i would on that night.
Wheres the logic?
There isnt any,
because you lack it.
Leave me alone or
alone I'll leave you...
...to go away, far away
in the hands of another.
Another of whom you hate.
Why don't you just trun back the clock
so last year can repeat itself.
I'll do it, I swear I'll do it.
Pretty Blade
this is my wrist
Pretty Blood
nice to meet you
How was leaving my heart?
thanks, i'll be doing it soon too.
this isn't a look for sympathy.
this is a mark for my hate.
a hate for you I've overcome,
but now its here to stay..
and it wont end well.
that i can promise you.
hands of another
hands of another
another of whom you hate.
you forget who got me this job.
did i want it?
no
am i miserable?
yes
whose fault?
yours.
take the blame for what you've done.
cut me some slack for a day,
like i've done for you, for years.
and all its dont was make things worse.
it doesn't even phase us.
holy shit.
give it back, along with my sanity.
stop being what you truely are.
your makeing these last three years
seem impossible.
after everything,
you still put him before me.
I was your first.
I was your everything.
If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be here right now.
Even if that would be a better thing.
You wouldn't have two other kids and another husband.
We could have been like that,
and it kills me to know your nothing like how you were.
poor blegh and boo to see the devil in you 24/7
and not know how you were.
you lost your most valuable possesion.
me.
love always,
nicky marie.*
There isnt any,
because you lack it.
Leave me alone or
alone I'll leave you...
...to go away, far away
in the hands of another.
Another of whom you hate.
Why don't you just trun back the clock
so last year can repeat itself.
I'll do it, I swear I'll do it.
Pretty Blade
this is my wrist
Pretty Blood
nice to meet you
How was leaving my heart?
thanks, i'll be doing it soon too.
this isn't a look for sympathy.
this is a mark for my hate.
a hate for you I've overcome,
but now its here to stay..
and it wont end well.
that i can promise you.
hands of another
hands of another
another of whom you hate.
you forget who got me this job.
did i want it?
no
am i miserable?
yes
whose fault?
yours.
take the blame for what you've done.
cut me some slack for a day,
like i've done for you, for years.
and all its dont was make things worse.
it doesn't even phase us.
holy shit.
give it back, along with my sanity.
stop being what you truely are.
your makeing these last three years
seem impossible.
after everything,
you still put him before me.
I was your first.
I was your everything.
If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be here right now.
Even if that would be a better thing.
You wouldn't have two other kids and another husband.
We could have been like that,
and it kills me to know your nothing like how you were.
poor blegh and boo to see the devil in you 24/7
and not know how you were.
you lost your most valuable possesion.
me.
love always,
nicky marie.*
