I sucked it up. I said "I'm ok". Then I
went with Chris Valentino to Subway. I walked in
and the guy said "Hey, who's that eight year
old girl you walked in here with last week."
I said "That's my ex-girlfriend." He
said "Is she free?" I said "What
the fuck you think? Now give me something to
drink, I'm about to pass out cryin' and I need
something to eat." He said he thought that I
could do better. So I'm walking down to CVS with
Chris and he says "Jeff, don't turn
around" So I do, and what do I see? The mouth
of my ex that his tongue was down. Maybe I should
have lied to him and said she found another guy. A
strong athletic type who had cute and adorable
eyes. But no, Mr. Fuckingjackass had to tell the
truth. Now I deal with him and her around me
everyday, there goes serenity in my youth. Your
love don't mean shit to some guy who sweeps the
floors. Figure I'd go to pizza everyday, and I'd
be alright, then I heard what he did last night.
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mad fucking tight. Can't believe this happened to
me, like when I got dumped by Meg Dockery except
my man Chris has been replaced with a dirty
motherfucker with a scar on his face. Suicidal
thoughts run through my brain all day, I'd never
go through with it. I have nothing to do with it.
Like a gambler betting on a losing horse for
weeks. Maybe the percentage of my profit margin
slightly would increase if I'd figure out a way to
get you back. My love don't mean shit to some
bitch who is a whore. He sells you fresh heroes
for $1.44. My love don't mean shit to some bitch
who is a whore. I'm sick of your shit and I can't
take it anymore. I haven't had a peaceful night of
sleep for weeks. Nighty night turn out the light.
Take the socks of my feet. Put on my shoes, went
to your house. You'd choose. Nothing to lose. Went
to your car. The windows were steamed. Went back
to my house hoping it was all a dream.