Thursday, December 30, 2004
You laugh at my non-existent integrity and mourned for how bitter this became but you don't even have the guts to step out. I should have forgotten about everything ever since you fucking ask me to go to other people for help. Is it really too much to ask for? Is it that unreasonable? Why do you keep seeing it as me wanting to attack you? Yes I have a thought of wanting to be with you again but. Fuck I just can't continue my sentence. I feel so fucking stupid suddenly. It's too painful. You crushed my happy world. Why do I even have to know you? I should have just let you die then. Why in the world am I thinking about how sorry I am for disturbing and irritating you? I'm the one at fault right? I'm the one ruining everything. I'm the one that forced you to hate me. I'm the one that can't move on. I'm the one that feels sorry the whole damn fucking deal. I am so fucking disappointed. Everybody's right. You're not worth it, you're a bastard. Laugh at me and shoot me dead when I say that I can't love you any bit lesser.