YOU. fuck you. you don't understand. you never did. you never will. you'll never even fucking try to. Girls aren't objects. We have feelings, and you probably shouldn't fuck with them. You want to know how I really feel? Well, I'm not going to tell you. I'm going to flirt with you, until you think you got one more bimbo on your trail, and then i'll really tell you. I'll lead you on, and let you say things to me. And then I'll tell my boyfriend those things, and you'll get your motherfucking ass kicked. and I, will watch. and I, will laugh. You are the sickest piece of scum on this planet. How dare you think you're better than me. How dare you think i'm just another one of those girls that will suck your cock and smile while you talk about a different girl doing the same thing. fuck you. fuck you. fuck you.
the funny thing? you think i'm into it. you believe every god damn thing i'm saying to you. you dumb, filthy, god damn son of a god damn bitch. ha.
YOU. fuck you too, so called "best friend." You don't deserve her. You don't deserve anything you have. I hope you get cancer. Maybe then you'll appreciate your mom. Maybe then you'll realize what a complete ass you are. You promised. You promised you'd never hurt me. You said you'd always be my best friend. You lied. I hate you. How could you do this to me? to her? to him? to everyone? Keep smoking your weed, kid. If that makes you feel better. Keep drinking until you pass out if that makes you feel like you're better than me. Keep fucking up your life, and pretty soon your parents won't love you either. Then you won't have anything on me. Then I can make you feel like a piece of shit. thank you, for making me hate you. I finally know the real you.
YOU. are the most amazing human being on the face of the planet. I can't tell you how much you mean to me. I take you for granted all the time. I feel myself giving up on this relationship, and it kills me. sometimes I can't feel anything at all, but then you touch me and I'm happy again. You always know exactly what to say at exactly the right time, and I can't get enough. I love you. More than anything. Thank you for giving me the look you used to give me when I knew you loved me back. Thank you for making me forget about everything else. Thank you for giving me another chance.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
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