How long has it been?Three years, right?
I don't mind that you have your own life, your own choices. I really don't mind.
In the end,
it is always your choice.
Who you choose to be with, and who you choose to give your heart to.
Your choice.
Your goddamned ********] Choice.
Yours.
******** you.
I may mean nothing, absolutely ******** nothing,
but you lead me on, or at least I feel that way.
You prevented me from loving another, ruining a moment that could change my life.
You ruined it, and now see what's left of me?
I'm holding a grudge against you, one that I'll take with me to my grave.
You started this,
this curse is yours.
I wish for nothing more than your broken heart, so I can laugh in your ******** face.
You deserve it, oh yes you do.
You ******** our friendship,
and you ******** up my chances of being at least friends with the other.
I want you to pay.
I want your goddamned ******** soul to pay for this ******** s**t.
Because I am sick of being alone, I ******** hate sitting in my room during breaks from school, knowing I don't have a goddamn friend to call, or a goddamn boy to hang out with.
******** you,
and your slut too.
