Listening to: the postal service
Feeling: abused
rag doll minus the love
go head throw me in the trash.
and go have fun with your new barbie doll.
im less then nothing a rage doll a little girl throws away.
she use to call me sally. and told me that she loved me.
i took that like she was promissing me that i will be with her forever.
but i become less then perfect.
and that new barbie became a god of some sort.
i got no goodbye from this girl i would like to call susie.
she just looked at me with a disgusting face and tossed me away.
but now as i lie in the dump i will now call my home i now that some day i will be made into another thing for someone to tosses away.
i cant remember much about susie just the time she looked at me like i was no less then perfect. and dumped me into a sea of lonelyness and enturnal life of unhappyness and no lover to call my own
umm... yeah you write very well by the way. ♥