I bloody hate you.

You reminded me of him when you said those words.
You reminded me of him,
just like the very moment when he said that he’d feel honored if I loved him.

just like I wished I had said to him directly in the face,
HONORED MY ASS.

We’re not writing a fucking romance novel here.
It’s reality.
You don’t tell a person who have affections for you that you are bloody honored.
YOU EITHER FUCKINGLY REJECT THE PERSON OR ACCEPT THE PERSON.

I fuckingly hate myself for placing my trust in you.
You were SO MUCH like him.
Telling me about so much and acting in another way.

Both were so fuckingly similar.

Cause I placed my bloody trust and MY BLOODY FUCKING HEART IN YOUR HANDS.

yet both of you….
Both of you decided to just play with it.

FUCK IT.

I hate you.
I SERIOUSLY DO.
I hate the “CIRCUMSTANCES DO NOT ALLOW” SHIT.
Just like him.
You gave me this excuse.
CIRCUMSTANCE DO NOT ALLOW.

fuck it.
FUCK IT.

You fuckingly know I hate BEING TAKEN FOR GRANTED.
Thanks for making me feel being taken for granted.

I fuckingly hate people who act as if they know me WHEN THEY DONT EVEN KNOW A BLOODY SINGLE THING ABOUT WHAT IM THINKING.
I’m sorry I’m so fuckingly NOT PREDICTABLE.
I’m so fuckingly sorry that I’m so HARD TO GET ALONG.
I’m so sorry that I EVEN WISHED TO BE UNDERSTOOD.

I’m sick and tired whenever I need to pretend that I’m well.
I’m sick and tired whenever people expects me to be mature.
I’m sick and tired whenever I can’t even throw tantrums whenever I needed to.
I’m sick and tired whenever others expect me to be understanding WHEN I DO NOT WISH TO BE.
I’m sick and tired whenever I need to keep it from others that I lost someone whom I THOUGHT REALLY DID UNDERSTOOD ME LIKE NO ONE EVER HAD.
I’m sick and tired whenever everyone pitied another person who was hurt by him BUT THE ONE WHICH HE HURT MOST, IN MY HONEST OPINION, WAS ME.
I’m sick and tired whenever people take my presence for granted
I’m sick and tired whenever I hear songs and I think of HIM, really, FUCK HIM, GET THE BLOODY IMAGE OF HIM OUT OF MY FUCKING MIND.

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