fuck you. god i fucking hate you so fucking much right now. what right do you have to twist my feelings like this. i don't fucking understand. i'm here for you. i don't just try to make you pour your heart and soul to me. i tell you my shit too. who are you to break this bond. i open up to you. i tell you anything and everything from my best to my worst. the least you can do is have the fucking courtesy of not being friends with me in the first place if you didn't want to tell me shit. you're scared of not having people there for you, but you're the one that won't reach out. you're fine with supporting others, but one day you're going to break and i want to be the one to be there for you. but you know. fuck you. you won't even trust me with the simplest of issues. treated the same as every fucking one else.
YOU KNOW
THESE TEARS THAT FALL FROM MY EYES SHOULD BE JOYOUS TEARS FROM LAUGHTER AND SMILES. BUT NO. FUCK YOU. I'M HERE THINKING ABOUT YOUR FUCKING BITCH ASS. HERE THINKING ABOUT WHY THE FUCK YOU DON'T FUCKING TRUST ME. WHY YOU'RE SUCH A FUCKING ASSHOLE.
GOD.
I KNOW YOU CAN READ THIS.
WHEN YOU DO
KNOW THAT I'M FUCKING PISSED OFF
I FUCKING HATE YOU
BUT I DON'T
WHY DON'T YOU TRUST ME
FUCK
GO FUCK YOURSELF
I FUCKING HATE YOU. FUCK YOU.
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