He used to tell me that I looked like Neve Cambell and I would laugh. then he'd say But only more beautiful so every Wednesday we would plan to watch Party of Five together but always ended up rolling off the couch to his bed and when I cut my hair and died it purple, I told him it was supposed to be auburn, but he only said You don't look like her any more and then he slept with that Karrie wannabe and I didn't have any pigs blood to pour over her head so i moved south she moved north and he stayed there and now she has another dick in her mouth he has another girl in his bed and I have the same ol' pen, paper, and guitar in my hand and the same ol' liar, cheater, stealer on my mindBirth sign: Aquarius
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