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This Hurts

This love stuff is a demon. This mess hurts awfully. I'm in the era of hard feelings. I wish that this love bicycle, Would stop wheeling. This love stuff hurts. I wish that this stuff would leave. I guess that's what I get, For wearing my heart on my sleeve. This love crap needs to be leaving. This love mess is a demon. wrote 1-20-10

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Jared Pickett

Date: 1/20/2010 6:16:00 AM

Demonic love.... Oh boy can I relate.... My ex Fiance' felt my wrath when she broke us off for no reason.... I put my fist through her car window.... Anger took over and I couldn't think right... So, instead of putting my hands on her I took it out on her car.... Only later to pay 300 dollars to replace.... Love is an emotion that makes people do crazy things.....:JP]