maybe the thing is - i just need to stop beating myself up about not being happy. maybe i just need to embrace that i am sad, angry and lonely. maybe i just need to stop trying fighting to be logical and 'mature' and thus repressing my true feelings. maybe i need to try to be real about where i am - and where i am not. these are my thoughts to many you.
i never liked you to begin with. so i may not hate you, but i certainly dont like you. you are self-centered and have a victim mentality. so i certainly dont have to be amiable about the fact that you get what i want.
you fucked me over. big time. mind fuck. body fuck. people are still talking about me as a terrible person - but no one seems to say jack shit about you.
you are my friend(s) of convenience. stop trying to act like you know or care about me or my well-being.
im pretty fucking cynical. deal with it.
so much anger. SO much.
so much sad. SO much.
you used to be independent; all these fucking men have ruined you. wow. now you are that girl.
i really dont want to hate, but i do: i hate me.
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