All my problems probably wouldn't exist if I kept my damn mouth shut.
Honestly, it's because I'm stubborn. I've really always been stubborn. You didn't have to agree with me, just understand me, but if you didn't even take the time to do that...
You could be the person that's given me my every possession and I'd still scream harshly. But they scream back.
"You think you're a big toughie, don't you."
And you're just a cauldron calling the kettle black.
"You're such an asshole!"
Wonder where I got it from.
Seriously, if I just kept my stupid mouth shut, this would be fine.
No.
If they kept THEIR mouth shut it would be fine.
They started it.
They kept it going.
They finished it.
And all I can do now is keep my mouth shut.
There's no one left to open it to, after all.
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Short StoryShort stories, poems, snippets, scraps, scripts, and more...whatever I feel like writing. Kind of a dumpster where I just dump what I'm thinking, but it doesn't smell as bad. I hope. Copyright 2014 (c) by DiscardedOpus13 All rights reserved. No part...