A paper heart, crumpled in my hand. A paper arm, that I extend. You reach for my paper arm, and it tears. A fragile paper girl, with an even more fragile, paper heart.
June 29, 2009
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I am finding out so much more about the real you, JeAnna Patricia Lynn Elms, you have been nothing but a fucking liar.
I thought you actually cared about me, you fucking bitch, oh god, why did you ever come into my fucking life? Why did you pretend to care about me? Why did you try so fucking hard to hurt me?
