To Someone In Particular
I wish I could say "let's start again" or "We were both wrong, let's just make up" ... but I can't seem to bring myself to be able to say those lies.
I don't want to start again.
I don't want to make up.
It hurts to lose a friend like this ... but ...
You threaten my relationship. I don't need someone like you to dampen things. You overstep my boundaries, you ignore the warnings I give, and you cry when I lash at you.
You're an annoying pest ... and I'd rather be rid of you. I don't like it when you try to give me doubts. It just doesn't work for one thing ... and I find it offensive. He's not like that and he isn't that kind of person. Maybe to you, he may be ... but he's not you. He is himself ... and you are you. It's obviously different.
I'm not mad at you because of how you reacted to my way of telling you off. I'm mad at you because I don't like how you seem to be towards my boyfriend, a person you have never met.
Unless if I get an apology, I highly doubt I'll ever forgive you. Mind you, the apology might not even be enough. And yeah, this is public ... not only so that you yourself can read it ... but also so that any person who just so happens to read this in passing will be aware of how much I dislike you. No wait, let me correct myself.
I hate you.
From,
The Girl Who Wishes You Ill Intentions
I don't want to start again.
I don't want to make up.
It hurts to lose a friend like this ... but ...
You threaten my relationship. I don't need someone like you to dampen things. You overstep my boundaries, you ignore the warnings I give, and you cry when I lash at you.
You're an annoying pest ... and I'd rather be rid of you. I don't like it when you try to give me doubts. It just doesn't work for one thing ... and I find it offensive. He's not like that and he isn't that kind of person. Maybe to you, he may be ... but he's not you. He is himself ... and you are you. It's obviously different.
I'm not mad at you because of how you reacted to my way of telling you off. I'm mad at you because I don't like how you seem to be towards my boyfriend, a person you have never met.
Unless if I get an apology, I highly doubt I'll ever forgive you. Mind you, the apology might not even be enough. And yeah, this is public ... not only so that you yourself can read it ... but also so that any person who just so happens to read this in passing will be aware of how much I dislike you. No wait, let me correct myself.
I hate you.
From,
The Girl Who Wishes You Ill Intentions