May 05, 2007 20:37
How is it that I always find them, or that they always find me?
It's totally amazing to me how evil people are inside.
I know you're probably reading this, so let me just say that you make me sick. You tricked me into believing something that was never true. I always did my best to stick up for you and reassure you, no matter what mood you decided to be in on a daily basis. I really thought, aside from everything, that you were a real friend. I thought I could trust you and confide in you as you did in me. You have repaid my kindness with outright betrayal.
You're right to not believe that you're going to hell. I imagine that, now, you're probably already living in it.