Dear Ms. Leading,

I regret to inform you I've fallen out of lust.
It must be so hard to understand.
Did you really think me a fool enough to play along?
And make believing everything you said was true
Push your pouting lips on other unsuspecting lovers

Love,
The Dear Hunter

2.03.2009

No man will ever be better than several hits, poptarts and Emarosa on a Monday night.
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pierce said...

I'm better than all that shit. Unless the pop tarts are the oreo kind.

February 3, 2009 at 2:49 AM

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