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October 17th, 2005

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02:16 pm - Something I really love about some people . . .
Some people seem to think that if they inform someone that something that affects the other will occur, that that makes those things OK.

It does NOT.

INFORMING someone when they can do absolutely nothing to change what will occur and are told that they have no say whatsoever about anything and are also told that they can do absolutely nothing to change the situation simply gives the knife in the gut a few more twists.


Es ist aus
Es ist vorbei
Nichts mehr mit Liebe
Nichts mehr mit Liebelei
Du stinkst nach einem anderen Mann
Du weißt doch, dass ich das nicht leiden kann

Jetzt ist Schluss
Ich tu was ich tun muss

So zerfällt das Kartenhaus
Der Märchentante geht der atem aus
Spar dir dein Bla Bla
Das kenne ich schon
Du bist für mich gestorben - Endstation

Mädchen spiel dein Spiel allein
Ich werd nicht länger dein Sandsack sein
Du sagst ich würde dich nicht verstehn
Da hast du völlig recht
Drum werd ich jetzt auch gehn

Lange genug in den Ofen geschaut
Lange genug der Falschen vertraut
Du hast mir viel zu oft Hörner aufgesetzt
Du hast mir viel zu lange meine Nerven zerfetzt

Jetzt ist Schluss
Ich tu was ich tun muss


(Translation changed slightly for gender-appropriateness in this situation)

It's out
It's past
Nothing more with love
Nothing more with flirtation
You stink of another woman
You know that I just can't stand that

Now's the end
I'm doing what I have to do

Thus, the house of cards collapses
The fairy godmother's breath runs out
Save your "Bla bla"
I know it already
You're dead for me - end of the line

Mister, play your game alone
I won't be your doormat any longer
You say I wouldn't understand you
You're totally right there
That's why I have to go too

Looked into the oven long enough
Trusted the wrong ones long enough
You've cheated on me much too often
You've torn my nerves to pieces much too long

Now's the end
I'm doing what I have to do


Current Mood: crushedcrushed
Current Music: "Sexodus" by Megaherz

(4 seeds eaten | Eat a pomegranate)


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Date:October 17th, 2005 06:54 pm (UTC)
I'm sorry. :(
[User Picture]
Date:October 17th, 2005 06:58 pm (UTC)
Thank you Hannah.

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Date:October 17th, 2005 10:06 pm (UTC)

kia ora

Oh Perse what happend? Hugs and kisses {{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{Perse}}}}}}}}}}}} =* =* =* wish I could give you a real one =(
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Date:October 17th, 2005 11:38 pm (UTC)

Re: kia ora

Thank you Andy. I wish you could too. :(

As for what happened, read the comments for this post -- that should give you a pretty decent idea (combined with this post) of what occurred. I can give you more details via IM or email, if you want to know the gory details. I'd tried to keep most of it out of my LJ, but a certain person keeps rubbing even more salt in the wound than she already has.

Or maybe she's been adding gasoline to the flame -- I'm not sure at this point -- my metaphors are starting to get mixed . . .


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