To those who are known by which I speak of
Oh how I love that people talk behind my back thinking that I won't find out, not. You think your sly in your timing and your twisted words but I see through your fascade and it comes as no suprise that you are this way. I intrust you with conversations that should be held within but I find them pumped out to the masses so that all can bring me down. Loyality and compassion are dying characteristics that I just can't find these days. Perhaps I should open the door for the world so that it may peer in and make your psyche crumble to pieces. But I won't stoop to your level because you can't be degraded anymore once you've hit rock bottom. So what if no one likes me. I'd rather have no one like me than have false people all around me, like you. I'm not perfect but neither are you so fuck off. How would you like it if I were to harass you everyday and make you feel like shit every moment? You think I'm sick and twisted but it is you who is diseased. You lie, decieve, and are worse than a politian (you have to have an intellegance higher a monkey to understand that one). You think of me as immature but I am above that. I am more mature than most. If someone thinks they are tough then let me be the judge of that. If they want to be what they put out then they should carry it out and not let someone protect them. If there's a group of people out there that are fake then they rank third on my list. I don't care about you anymore and to be truthful I hope your future is nothing but sorrow and hardships. I want nothing to do with you so leave me the fuck alone.