Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.
Monday, May 16, 2011
16/05/2011 DON'T TRUST ANYONE
Why be a butt to me?
I didn't do anything to you.
Why tell my secrets when I trusted you?
How can I trust someone like you now?
Why should I trust you at all now?
I can't trust anyone with my secrets anymore..can't I?
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