ok so yeh. i don't know your favorite soda,
"And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it"
i really just DONT understand. i guess that's what you expected tho, because i don't understand anything. you want things to be so perfect, for shit to be okay. but yet, every chance you get, its like 'hey, my day isn't complete yet! i haven't done anything to piss off kate!'. darling, it doesn't make me cry anymore..not sure if that's what you intended to do, but you didn't. i won't say how it made me feel, because i did that way too much. i told you how everything you did made me feel, i was very outspoken if you remember. but all that did was give YOU the advantage. you knew how you wanted to make me feel, and you knew exactly how to do it. i don't know how anyone can be like you.
sadly enough, you haven't made me hate you yet. surprise.
i just won't hear it. & you won't have to either. so you're welcome.