Skulking and Lurking
12:48, the radio plays..

Fucked over again...

2005-10-29
He fucked me over.

Oh yes, I want you back, I love you, I miss you. Then two hours later...not so much. He's decided to go back to his girlfriend.

What surprises me most is that I let this happen on two separate occasions.
And he told me "If we ever get back together, don't ever think you're my second choice." Ok, generally when you're not chosen first. YOU'RE FUCKING SECOND CHOICE! I should be used to it, I've never been anyone's first choice.

I don't want him back. I do want him back. I love him and I hate him. I just don't know anymore.

I just don't know.

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