I shouldn't even be bothering, because you won't listen, but for some reason, I am. Maybe I actually care, not that you've given an ounce of a fuck about how other people worry about you. You've sat here and had this "woe is me" attitude for 2+ years now. I don't feel sorry for you anymore, but then again, I didn't really in the beginning either. You screwed up, and now you are emotionally fucking yourself because you like the mental spiked dildo that you found and how it feels and instead of keeping your "pain" to yourself, you're getting off on making crypt journal posts. C'mon man, you're an adult and life goes on. Deal with it. You screwed someone else's life up and now your whining because she actually said "fuck you" and it finally occurred to you that maybe she did actually have a set of balls.
This being said, I still enjoyed being your friend - when there was actually someone still there to be friends with. Now there is this person that isn't a friend to much of anyone, not even himself. Maybe when you figure that out, you'll learn to live again.
I shouldn't even be bothering, because you won't listen, but for some reason, I am. Maybe I actually care, not that you've given an ounce of a fuck about how other people worry about you. You've sat here and had this "woe is me" attitude for 2+ years now. I don't feel sorry for you anymore, but then again, I didn't really in the beginning either. You screwed up, and now you are emotionally fucking yourself because you like the mental spiked dildo that you found and how it feels and instead of keeping your "pain" to yourself, you're getting off on making crypt journal posts. C'mon man, you're an adult and life goes on. Deal with it. You screwed someone else's life up and now your whining because she actually said "fuck you" and it finally occurred to you that maybe she did actually have a set of balls.
This being said, I still enjoyed being your friend - when there was actually someone still there to be friends with. Now there is this person that isn't a friend to much of anyone, not even himself. Maybe when you figure that out, you'll learn to live again.
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