Drew Barrymore & Justin Long: Bonnaroo Bunch

You’re over me? Oh. Thank God! That’s a relief.

Never believed any of the crap you were saying anyway.
You’ll full of shi+ either way, but I’m glad you’re not still trying to tell me some crap about caring. Thank you.

I only found it confusing and hard to deal with when you claimed to love me, but were not only fu@king someone else, but expecting me to climb mountains whilst writing songs to win you over. Nice to know you’re not still trying to pull that nonsense. I’m likeing you more these days.
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You got it all over him
You got me over him
Honey it’s true
There’s just you
You must have been heaven sent
Hearing me call you went
Out on a limb
And you’re all that he’s not
Just look what I got
Cause you got it all
Over him

There isn’t anything left. You got my pride quite a while ago too. As for what you are to me? You’re a rainy day feeling…not a beautiful kind of day raining or sunny, that I always dreamed would be a good kind of day to spend with you. I always thought any kind of day doing just about anything would be great if I was spending it with you. That crappy, heavy feeling is all that seems to be left for either one of us.

See I kept clinging to a notion that it was the timing and circumstances and that maybe we just weren’t what the other needed in a significant other, but that b/c we loved each other, we’d find a way to make something good come of all this anyway.

But If I manage to accomplish something after all these sticks you keep throwing in my bicycle wheels, it’ll be a miracle, because I can’t feel anything anymore. Not good, bad, love or hate. Just nothing and that is because of you and me just being the exact wrong combination as a couple or anything else. You still bear down on me, so it will be to have some amount of peace of mind that I’ll do something if I can manage to. Not to express my love for you; not to pursue something I’m passionate about because I don’t have the luxury of finding out what that is.

And to say that I never begrudged you going off with someone else, if I wasn’t fitting the bill, is an understatement. I only resented the no-win scenario you kept sticking us both (and everyone you know) in.

As for what you’re fighting for, or that you’re giving up a fight? I’ll be damned if I know what you ARE fighting for. I would like to say to you, give it up and get on with your life and I might be able to find a way out of this and then we call all finally get on with our lives. The thing that gives everybody a way out is not me giving up. Just you giving up the notion that you interfering is useful, b/c it’s the exact opposite. You just make it harder that it needs to be and up til now, it’s been just enough to keep me from managing to do anything.

Go ahead…threaten me with Bob Seger’s ‘Shakedown’ and you’re busted song.

The thought of getting into a bad marriage with you was much more frightening and I know you agree, no need to say it. Anything else you ever said was utter shi+ and you know it.

And you’re right. ‘You could never be the right kind of girl for me.’

You want to know….’If This Is It’?

You’re sleeping with someone else….and I’m looking to sleep with someone else. I just called you sleezy and I feel like calling you a good deal more than that. Do you want me to draw you a picture?

Your only real concern is:
If I keep my death grip on her heart tight enough, can I wring a song or two out of it and get her to do what I want her to? If you were even fu@king honest about that, I’d have a tad bit of respect for you. But instead you just go on insulting me.

You could have been doing whatever with whoever and still had me working for you and being on your side. What damage has gone on with you? Where are you damaged? Brain, heart, soul even? And you’ve said before I’m the only one who can fix it for you…so that shi+ about him being enough, you know is bolony. I’m not the one for you either, you just need to use me for a bit. You’re using him too, but at least he gets some part of you that’s good instead of the crap, which is what I get.

You’re a liar and a fraud. You don’t fool anybody, except occasionally yourself when you think you’ve got it over on someone, but I think you regularly lie to both of us.
There is no point to it, so I’ll be damned if I know why, but it’s the very thing that will fu@k it. So go ahead…keep doing it and I will do anything and everything but what you want…and that will fu@k us both.

I don’t care what you say….there’s certain kinds of lies you should not tell …and you’ve likely doomed both of us ************ b/c of it. You should be very proud of the woman you see in your mirror and want to have kids who’ll want to emulate a mother like you.

Please baby…get him to take the condom off tonight. No more beating around the bush. GO FOR IT! :)

I’m daring you…do it.

Yes…Enid…Do it! Do it!

Get preggers. You’ll make everyone in the world so happy, including me. Oh God, I hope you do. That’d make my day. No bull…I really hope you do.

Because your ‘love’ has turned me into a spasitc colon…that can’t do anything but spout shi+.

Sound promising for a marriage?

‘Breakout’ - I’m gonna breakout of this no-win scenario with you…

hahahaha :)

You may have got my sanity…you may have had my heart for years (up on your shelf, just like a dog in a manger. You didn’t really want me but didn’t want anybody else to have me before you were able to wring the bloodlife and a few ass shakes and songs out of me.),
but you won’t have my heart anymore…I’m taking it back to give to somebody else. It’ll be a walk in the park compared to this!

my girlfriend dance the whole m.o.e. show with her i was asleep in my tent it was 4:30 in the morning i was bummed