Heh.
This journal is now friend's only from here on out. Wish it didn't have to come to this, but because of certain drama and a certain scummy ex-member of SotE (Noxcaladoxia), that's what's happening.
And you. You fucking SICK bastard. You know who you are and a lot of people do, too. Let me say it now. I don't hate people. I hate very few people. In fact, I can't think of anyone I actually hate.
Except you. Oh yes, you have crossed the final line. You crossed that line tonight. You've crossed so many lines before it's unbelieveable (and, surprise surprise, that was why I ended the "friendship"! That was why how many people was it? Three other people? Why everyone else ended it with you? Haha. Yeah. But it's not YOUR problem, is it? Oh no. You're the victim. Of course. PUH-LEASE you shit-shoveling vomitfaggot. Oh, but that probably turns you on, huh? But yeah. Don't you DARE act like a victim here!) but this was the straw the broke the camel's back. This wasn't even the worst thing you've done, but oh man, it did it.
Calling my home phone and saying "Rhi, you little slut" when I answer the phone? Not cool.
Leaving a message on my cell phone and saying, "Rhi, you dirty little slut, I wanna make dirty with you and your mommy"? Yeah. Hah hah. You immature little twat. Holy fuck, I can't even THINK of obsenities that can encompass it all. But I do know this.
I FUCKING HATE YOU.
Oh man, I've so been wanting to say that for a while. So I'll just say everything now because I am just that pissed and ASTOUNDED by just how low you have gone tonight.
I will never forgive you. I will never forget, either. I may have been able to forgive you in time, but you screwed it all up, buddy. You crossed the point of no return, and now. Heh. Now you succeeded in REALLY ticking me off. Everyone knows it takes a lot to do that with me. I have so much patience and a lot of, if I do say so myself, tolerance and heart. But I hate you. I really, truly, deep from the bottom of my SOUL hate you with all the burning hatred of napalm and gas chambers and...uh...something really burny. You. I can't believe I ever called you friend. I can't believe I didn't see through it all sooner even though it was so fucking obvious that you were a thoroughly terrible person. Of course, back then I was so concerned about being niiiice and toleraaant that I took a lot of shit and let it roll off me when I should have ended it LONG before I did. But it's true. You had charisma. And DAMN if you aren't a manipulative bastard, as is proof for how many people were "friends" with you and then broke it off--but even they, when I talked to them, all said the same thing: it never really felt right but you couldn't really put your finger on it--until you exploded in waves of what-the-fuckery and obsessive, possessive craziness. You just had a way with emotional manipulation. I don't know how you do it, but you did it. And you pulled so much shit and yet...with your manipulative passive aggressive bullshit...everyone kept taking you back and bending over backwards for you, only to get fucked over even more.
Man you're such a fuckwad.
I can't believe that after everything you've done you've ever even had the AUDACITY to ask for my friendship back. And I know that after this you'll probably put on your emo ranty pants and try and make yourself out to be the victim here. Honey, that act only works so many times and I don't care how many issues and disorders you have (I'm personally sick of that excuse; you're bipolar? Ah huh. I know plenty of bipolar people who are WONDERFUL people and who don't use that as an excuse for their bad behavior). I'm personally convinced that the only disorder you have is a lack of COMMON HUMAN DECENCY, you fucking PSYCHOPATH.
Keep calling me, though, bitch. Gives me more fodder and evidence for filing harassment charges. Which I'm doing tomorrow, by the way, luv. <3 Makes it even better since, you know, I have a cousin who is a sheriff and all. Haha. Go me.
Now go die in a hole and get out of my life forever. You're not welcome in it. EVER AGAIN. You weren't anyway after the last stunt you pulled, but whereas before you received the silent treatment after telling you to GTFO of my life (seriously, you didn't get it then? GOD, as someone more awesome than you said, uranium is likely JEALOUS of your density!). So don't even think about it. And if you EVER call me again (or contact me again in any other way, including online), there will be consequences. Like I said, sheriff tomorrow, and I am not joking. I have your message saved and my cell has all your numbers.
You have gone way too far.
And that is all I have left to say to you. Ever. And man did it feel good, you fucker.
And you. You fucking SICK bastard. You know who you are and a lot of people do, too. Let me say it now. I don't hate people. I hate very few people. In fact, I can't think of anyone I actually hate.
Except you. Oh yes, you have crossed the final line. You crossed that line tonight. You've crossed so many lines before it's unbelieveable (and, surprise surprise, that was why I ended the "friendship"! That was why how many people was it? Three other people? Why everyone else ended it with you? Haha. Yeah. But it's not YOUR problem, is it? Oh no. You're the victim. Of course. PUH-LEASE you shit-shoveling vomitfaggot. Oh, but that probably turns you on, huh? But yeah. Don't you DARE act like a victim here!) but this was the straw the broke the camel's back. This wasn't even the worst thing you've done, but oh man, it did it.
Calling my home phone and saying "Rhi, you little slut" when I answer the phone? Not cool.
Leaving a message on my cell phone and saying, "Rhi, you dirty little slut, I wanna make dirty with you and your mommy"? Yeah. Hah hah. You immature little twat. Holy fuck, I can't even THINK of obsenities that can encompass it all. But I do know this.
I FUCKING HATE YOU.
Oh man, I've so been wanting to say that for a while. So I'll just say everything now because I am just that pissed and ASTOUNDED by just how low you have gone tonight.
I will never forgive you. I will never forget, either. I may have been able to forgive you in time, but you screwed it all up, buddy. You crossed the point of no return, and now. Heh. Now you succeeded in REALLY ticking me off. Everyone knows it takes a lot to do that with me. I have so much patience and a lot of, if I do say so myself, tolerance and heart. But I hate you. I really, truly, deep from the bottom of my SOUL hate you with all the burning hatred of napalm and gas chambers and...uh...something really burny. You. I can't believe I ever called you friend. I can't believe I didn't see through it all sooner even though it was so fucking obvious that you were a thoroughly terrible person. Of course, back then I was so concerned about being niiiice and toleraaant that I took a lot of shit and let it roll off me when I should have ended it LONG before I did. But it's true. You had charisma. And DAMN if you aren't a manipulative bastard, as is proof for how many people were "friends" with you and then broke it off--but even they, when I talked to them, all said the same thing: it never really felt right but you couldn't really put your finger on it--until you exploded in waves of what-the-fuckery and obsessive, possessive craziness. You just had a way with emotional manipulation. I don't know how you do it, but you did it. And you pulled so much shit and yet...with your manipulative passive aggressive bullshit...everyone kept taking you back and bending over backwards for you, only to get fucked over even more.
Man you're such a fuckwad.
I can't believe that after everything you've done you've ever even had the AUDACITY to ask for my friendship back. And I know that after this you'll probably put on your emo ranty pants and try and make yourself out to be the victim here. Honey, that act only works so many times and I don't care how many issues and disorders you have (I'm personally sick of that excuse; you're bipolar? Ah huh. I know plenty of bipolar people who are WONDERFUL people and who don't use that as an excuse for their bad behavior). I'm personally convinced that the only disorder you have is a lack of COMMON HUMAN DECENCY, you fucking PSYCHOPATH.
Keep calling me, though, bitch. Gives me more fodder and evidence for filing harassment charges. Which I'm doing tomorrow, by the way, luv. <3 Makes it even better since, you know, I have a cousin who is a sheriff and all. Haha. Go me.
Now go die in a hole and get out of my life forever. You're not welcome in it. EVER AGAIN. You weren't anyway after the last stunt you pulled, but whereas before you received the silent treatment after telling you to GTFO of my life (seriously, you didn't get it then? GOD, as someone more awesome than you said, uranium is likely JEALOUS of your density!). So don't even think about it. And if you EVER call me again (or contact me again in any other way, including online), there will be consequences. Like I said, sheriff tomorrow, and I am not joking. I have your message saved and my cell has all your numbers.
You have gone way too far.
And that is all I have left to say to you. Ever. And man did it feel good, you fucker.