It was my event.
Everyone had a great time, and then I went downstairs to cool off and get my head right after spazzing out. The downstairs area is a lounge. I was the only one down there, and I was doing my breathing exercises.
I came upstairs and everyone was gone. Only the bartender remained.
Did they not notice that I wasn't around?
I was the life of the party.
No one called to see where I was or if I was safe.
It's been 2 hours. I sit at 1:30 and no one cares.
Were they all drunk, or is Butterfly no longer fun to be around?
So muthaf*ckin hurt :-(
Everyone can kiss my black ass and go to hell.
Thursday, April 12, 2007
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