29.9.08

M is for mixtape.

I made you a mixtape, heart on my sleeve guts on the floor and all that stuff, packaged it up with a copy of Gatsby and wrapped it all in shiny Christmas paper. And then you dumped me. So much for that.

8 comments:

  1. nope. he kept it. i have no idea what he did with it.

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  2. I hope he beat himself in the head with it. What a fuckhead.

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  3. well, to be fair, he was probably right to dump me. i am fit for no one.

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  4. You're not fit for ingrates with poor taste. Not necessarily a bad thing.

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  5. I'm with Sir on this one. But it would also be fun to beat someone about the face with a book.

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  6. I'm with Sir & MysteryGirl. Plus, the whole "dumbest boy in the universe" thing I was talking about earlier...

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