I hate you
I hate her for trying to be me.
I hate who you wanted me to be, and I hate that I couldn't be her.
I hate that you think you know what I need. I hate that you're so wrong.
I hate this.
I hate that I can't hate you.
I hate how much I hate seeing her.
I. HATE. HER.
I hate that you're all gonna read this and think that I'm jealous.
I hate that I'm not. I really just hate you.
And I hate her for trying to be me.
Her fat legs will never. EVER. be me.
She won't put up with what I did.
She won't help fix you like I did.
I bet she won't give half as much as I gave you.
backstabbing. lowlife.
I know I had a thing with your ex.. but I stopped, and called the whole thing off, because, even though we weren't ever anything near friends, I RESPECTED you.
But, whatever, bitch.
eat my sloppy seconds. I truthfully could care so much less.
Ya know what I want?
You.
To
LEAVE
ME
ALONE.
It's been two days and you have finally seemed to receive my point.
and I am so happy about it.
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