Fuck you And your pretty hair And your pretty smile Don't look at me. So you slept with my boyfriend the other night You crazy bitch you think it's alright To look at me Without a trace of remorse? It's not alright It isn't fine You can't do what you do All of the time Like you do it And pretend that it's no big deal As I sit across the room Don't you think I know you're staring at me?? whispering Yes, I see he's got his arm around you Can't you see That hurts me enough?
Reason for writing:
I was dating this guy for a short period of time when he slept with a random girl that he met at a dance. I still party at his house because I'm friends with his 3 roommates. But now the girl that he slept with comes over all the time too. She thinks that she needs to whisper and stare at me, which drives me crazy. She already has my boyfriend what else does she want from me? My sanity??
Birth sign: Taurus
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