alright, now that i look back on the poem i realize it was a bit harsh. i DON'T wish death upon you or anything. but you have to understand that i was pissed off. i don't HATE you, i just don't like you right now. and if you read the afore mentioned, you would understand ALL of this. alright. i'm done.
i fucking hate you fucking guy i fucking hope you fucking die you fucking suck its fucking true i used to like fucking you but fuck you guy you're fucking lame i'm fucking done with your fucking game i fucking thought we could stay fucking friends but now we see how this fucking ends.