Fuck you
I swear I have said that phrase at LEAST a hundred times in the last ten minutes. You know when you are trying to give up on someone you really like? And yet you STILL have that slight hope that since you are not calling them, or even talking to them, that you will get a message or even a phone call going "Hi. I haven't heard from you in a while. I was just wondering whats up?" Well, NOW I know why I never got it. Cuz, my ass has already been replaced. And, did he lie? When I was trying to get with him, he responded with the fact that he wasn't sure. I immediately asked him if it was because he was actually trying to get with someone else. Cuz it would have made a shitload of sense. But, he replied with a very quick "No." Okaaaayyyy... then who is this bitch, that is leaving you messages online from your very room????!!!!! FUCK YOU!!! I LOVE that phrase now. It feels soooo good to fall off of my lips. Fuck you. Fuck you. FUCK ... YOU. Just, FUCK you! I LOOOOVE it!!!
And shes not even cute! I mean, god, I KNOW I'm not much to look at... but shes a MINOR number one (WHAT IS IT WITH MENS OBSESSIONS WITH MINORS?!?!?!?!?!?!?!), and shes... I dont know. I dont want to offend anyone.
But, WHY?!?!?! What the FUCK is so WRONG with MEEE?????
I'm screaming at the top of my lungs (thank god I'm home alone) because it frustrates me soooo much!!! The hope has DIED, and thats hard to take. It gave me a REASON to come home every night. To go straight to my computer and see if you had left me a message... or even checking my phone constantly, to see what calls I might have missed.
Now I have NOTHING to look foward to. Thanks you ASSHOLE. I even wanna quit school. I DO still want to get my bike, but then when I do, I'm going to show it off, and if you comment to me about how stupid I am for getting one, I'll just tell you "Fuck you, and Fuck OFF."
I really WAS happy... You were a great friend, and AWESOME in bed. (I have honestly never felt that good before) And I think thats why I fell so hard. I am back to hating you. How nice is that? Go ahead, TRY to IM me one day. We'll SEE what happens mother fucker. I'm back to being as mean as shit to you. But now its not to keep you or anyone else from knowing that I secretly liked you. NOW its going to get you to possibly wonder "What happened? What did I do?" Maybe you'll miss my friendship? I just wish we had gotten closer so that it would hurt you MORE. Honestly!
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JUST fuck you!
I hope you die of NUT cancer!!!! You FUCKHOLE! I just wanted to be friends.... and you cant even tell me the truth when its staring us in the face. You need to grow some balls. You're even WORSE than Josh! I hope you know that!!! Cuz thats nough to make you want to kill yourself, you told me that once. Guess its hard to face the truth, isnt it?
FUCK YOU.
I cant get ENOUGH of that phrase. Its sooooo comforting.
And we had sooo much in common. Thats the hardest part. You were someone I admired soo much, and I looked to you for comfort and words of wisdom, evn when you never noticed it. Thats why I fell so hard. Because you were what I really needed and wanted. DAMN YOU. I HATE YOU NOW. I HOPE THAT HURTS YOU.
I doubt it will, but you will one day see the fury of that hate!!!!!
I LOOOAAAATHE YOOOOUUUUUU>
FUCK YOU, ASS WIPE.
~Marie
And shes not even cute! I mean, god, I KNOW I'm not much to look at... but shes a MINOR number one (WHAT IS IT WITH MENS OBSESSIONS WITH MINORS?!?!?!?!?!?!?!), and shes... I dont know. I dont want to offend anyone.
But, WHY?!?!?! What the FUCK is so WRONG with MEEE?????
I'm screaming at the top of my lungs (thank god I'm home alone) because it frustrates me soooo much!!! The hope has DIED, and thats hard to take. It gave me a REASON to come home every night. To go straight to my computer and see if you had left me a message... or even checking my phone constantly, to see what calls I might have missed.
Now I have NOTHING to look foward to. Thanks you ASSHOLE. I even wanna quit school. I DO still want to get my bike, but then when I do, I'm going to show it off, and if you comment to me about how stupid I am for getting one, I'll just tell you "Fuck you, and Fuck OFF."
I really WAS happy... You were a great friend, and AWESOME in bed. (I have honestly never felt that good before) And I think thats why I fell so hard. I am back to hating you. How nice is that? Go ahead, TRY to IM me one day. We'll SEE what happens mother fucker. I'm back to being as mean as shit to you. But now its not to keep you or anyone else from knowing that I secretly liked you. NOW its going to get you to possibly wonder "What happened? What did I do?" Maybe you'll miss my friendship? I just wish we had gotten closer so that it would hurt you MORE. Honestly!
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JUST fuck you!
I hope you die of NUT cancer!!!! You FUCKHOLE! I just wanted to be friends.... and you cant even tell me the truth when its staring us in the face. You need to grow some balls. You're even WORSE than Josh! I hope you know that!!! Cuz thats nough to make you want to kill yourself, you told me that once. Guess its hard to face the truth, isnt it?
FUCK YOU.
I cant get ENOUGH of that phrase. Its sooooo comforting.
And we had sooo much in common. Thats the hardest part. You were someone I admired soo much, and I looked to you for comfort and words of wisdom, evn when you never noticed it. Thats why I fell so hard. Because you were what I really needed and wanted. DAMN YOU. I HATE YOU NOW. I HOPE THAT HURTS YOU.
I doubt it will, but you will one day see the fury of that hate!!!!!
I LOOOAAAATHE YOOOOUUUUUU>
FUCK YOU, ASS WIPE.
~Marie