I fucking hate them.... Seriously, they know what's going on and it's still happening. How thick can one get?
People suck... and trust will be even harder to dish out. I already have issues as it is... but the bitches did it to themselves.
See if I ever help them again... Fuck you....
And now, a letter:
Dear ______,
I helped you feel better about yourself and what happened. You called me, broken, and hurting and I was there to listen. Then you found someone else to fill the void and take away your pain. You didn't want to endure the pain that follows a breakup. All you wanted was escape. I highly disregard everything that just happened. If you get hurt again, don't expect me to hold your hand. You ditched me and I will never be able to forgive you for the various times this happened.
Dear _____,
No wonder you can't seem to escape being naive. I can't believe I have to repeat myself so many times to get through to you. You never want to return home. You allow people to step all over you. You said you'd help me, but you're hiding in the shadows and not facing those who seem to have control over you. It's hard for me to come to you because you avoid those around me, like your family. It seems like you never acknowledge that. It's all about you and how I have to kiss your knees to make you feel good. How unfair and hypocritical you are. Don't expect me to feel better because you could have made a better choice. I cannot help us unless you put in your two cents. It's your fault. Don't blame me.
People suck... and trust will be even harder to dish out. I already have issues as it is... but the bitches did it to themselves.
See if I ever help them again... Fuck you....
And now, a letter:
Dear ______,
I helped you feel better about yourself and what happened. You called me, broken, and hurting and I was there to listen. Then you found someone else to fill the void and take away your pain. You didn't want to endure the pain that follows a breakup. All you wanted was escape. I highly disregard everything that just happened. If you get hurt again, don't expect me to hold your hand. You ditched me and I will never be able to forgive you for the various times this happened.
Dear _____,
No wonder you can't seem to escape being naive. I can't believe I have to repeat myself so many times to get through to you. You never want to return home. You allow people to step all over you. You said you'd help me, but you're hiding in the shadows and not facing those who seem to have control over you. It's hard for me to come to you because you avoid those around me, like your family. It seems like you never acknowledge that. It's all about you and how I have to kiss your knees to make you feel good. How unfair and hypocritical you are. Don't expect me to feel better because you could have made a better choice. I cannot help us unless you put in your two cents. It's your fault. Don't blame me.