I don’t really like people. The friends I thought I had are fake. I’m too nice to everyone. I give too many chances. I never ask for anything in return but for once I’d like to come out smiling. It’s gets old doing everything for everyone. I’ve stopped feeling good about it because I’m only getting taken advantage of.
Now my “friends” will read this and start talking shit about me. But look at all the fucks I give. I’m better off alone than with anybody in my life. True fact.
The best part was all I asked for today was someone to talk to. All my friends fucked off. Yet I see you all happy on fb and twitter. But you can’t reply to a text or answer a call? I’ve always been there whenever you needed someone. I never flop on you. For people who all want me to get better, you sure do a fantastic job on making it worse.
I’m tired. I’m sorry I put up with so much and bottle it only to have it come crashing down. It’s been a long time of this bullshit and my brain just can’t comprehend shit anymore. So I’m finally doing something about it. Making a bunch of others happy by doing so.
You’re welcome everyone.
Thanks for nothing. I appreciate you ignoring me all night. I appreciate all the terrible things you said and all the stuff you hold against me. I appreciate how you can’t get over things. I appreciate that you can’t give me a chance let alone time to talk to you where you actually listen. You only care if you think I’m dying..
What would you do if I actually was gone? Would how you treated me eat away at you? Would you wish to take it all back? Wish you had listened? Blame yourself for everything?
Makes you think doesn’t it?
So maybe it’s time you listened, anything can happen. You don’t want to miss that chance..
And don’t take that as some stupid threat. Life is shorter than you think. That’s all that’s implied.
I do all I can for you to keep you happy but you always have a different excuse as to why you can’t do this or that. Even though your actions always speak otherwise. I give you the benefit of the doubt constantly, I stick up for you when everyone says you’re bad news and why? I don’t get anything out of this but hurt…
I saw some things I wish I hadn’t. They confirmed a lot of suspicions, but even though I know things I still give a fuck. What the hell is wrong with me? You don’t deserve to have me around and how dare you say I’m the one keeping you here. You stay on your own free will but once you get too close you fuck off because you are probably afraid of getting hurt. Yeah well, me too, and look at what’s happening? No matter what you say and how many times you say it, it means shit if you act differently on it. Realize what you have and what you’ve been ruining for so long before it disappears and leaves you with nothing.
