well it's about damn time.

the hatred i feel for you is inconceivable to me. i never thought i was capable of it. especially not for you. you've broken me. maybe now i can finally put myself together again.

how can you lie to me like that? look me right in the eye and lie to my face. you don't give a damn about me. only what i can do for you. i should have trusted my gut. my only mistake was trusting you.

funny how you can't just man up and admit it. you have to pull whatever tricks you can out your bag. lure me into a physical altercation so you can play the victim yet again? attack me verbally but you only succeed in proving my point. you talk out your ass. i'm phony when other people are around? no bitch. i'm just so relieved someone else is there to break the monotony i can actually be myself. you make me miserable. that's the complete honest truth. i hate the person i am because of you. i hate the person you made me. i hate you.

too bad you couldn't sneak back in like you planned. pussy.

so miserable you have to make up stories to make yourself seem interesting. do you even know what the truth is anymore? but your mad at me now? because i went through your text messages? can you be a bigger hypocrite. every and anything is up for grabs in my life. so used to bending over backwards you feel entitled to it. what was i supposed to think when all of a sudden you make it a point to tell me its not ok to go through your text messages? when at a time you would reach for my cell like it was your own with every "you got muthafuckin mail, beyoooooootch!" but ok, since you decided and all.

your pathetic. your a parasite.

you have no idea the hell you just brought on yourself. as long as you remain a cancer in my life my goal will be to make you as miserable as you have made me.

and i'll do it with a song in my heart.

wow, i almost feel like me again.