Secrets secrets secrets secrets.
Secrets secrets secrets secrets.
I want to hear his side
Because hers was so sweet.
Secrets secrets secrets secrets.
Secrets secrets secrets secrets.
Mentioning her he was snide
Superior, condescending, elite.
Secrets secrets secrets secrets.
Secrets secrets secrets secrets.
I'm certain he's lying to her
And she bought into him.
Secrets secrets secrets secrets.
Secrets secrets secrets secrets.
I don't want to be sure
But the chances of my being wrong are slim.
Secrets secrets secrets secrets.
Secrets secrets secrets secrets.
Using, abusing, manipulating, both.
It's a two-way street so maybe it's okay.
Secrets secrets secrets secrets.
Secrets secrets secrets secrets.
Worst though, is his braceleted oath.
They pretending in rosy pink and live in lying gray.
About Me
- Holly
- I usually wear dresses. Pants are lame. I wiggle around a lot when I sleep, unless I fall asleep somewhere dangerous, in which case I miraculously sleep like a stone. I enjoy rainstorms. I like to walk through cemeteries and think about the mortality and insignificance of people. I love chocolate pudding. I enjoy napping in the sunshine. I like to take long walks to nowhere in particular. I enjoy reading fiction and things about God. I'm hypercritical about everything, including myself. And you. Traveling is the shiznet, especially if not-knowing is in the top five ingredients of the experience. If it's an animal, vegetable or mineral, chances are pretty good that I dig it.
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