Remnants of Betrayal.
Ugh...
I genuinely can't with her stuff anymore. (Trying to hold back on cursing.)
Just- come on.
I'm getting nauseous.
I don't even believe in half of the things we say to her. I don't think she's that much of a deal. But it still attracts Sydney and the host, I guess...Honestly, when you find a person to be bad and evil-hearted, you immediately think of them as ugly. And maybe that's why I'm so nauseous today. Like, I don't want to see your face anymore.
You don't even know how to appreciate things. I really hope you feel guilty because if you don't I'm genuinely gonna be surprised from how careless and evil you actually are. And that makes me nauseous. I hope you feel guilty about not doing anything.
We should have more of a special place in your heart. My mind can't comprehend such unthankfulness. You told me you loved us once. If you still want a lover, we said we were here. And yet you still treat us in such contempt to the point I almost care because what the FUCK is this. We didn't cry +8 hours over NOTHING??
I can't even bother having a superiority complex or anything right now. Even if we are in such a degraded state, just why? No human is deserving of such things. This is making me close to spiraling. I want to have a belief in you, that you are not that disgusting as people say.
Like this, though, it's obvious why people say that.
Why don't you go and marry those people in your biography, and all your friends? I'll be there to throw up on your floors in the wedding. It's almost impossible to think anything nice of you anymore.
Nausea overwhelms me.
Ugh.
I can't wait it to be over. I can't wait to see you guilty for me. I want to believe in you!
I can't believe people can only exist of evil.
You don't even care. You never did.
GO FUCK YOURSELF !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Genuinely feeling like this rabbit my hands are shaking from how angry I am good LORRDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!
BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Beat me up, beat me down...
Mess me up beyond all recognition...
This makes me just want to copy and paste some song lyrics in here.
This is our first and perfect example of me hating someone the other alters like/are neutral about. I mean, it's probably not the first, but you get what I mean. After I learned being like this isn't a huge deal.
I'll use this post as a log. I want to ask something. Are we not that special if you LIKED us this year? Do we mean nothing to you after you said that?
It's a problem if it's crushing me inside too.
Do I even wanna talk about this?
Yes. And you still keep talking about "how you married M, K and N." Like, damn, okay, but if we were that special for you to like you could give us some attention too instead of always posting about how much you love them. I mean, yeah, I get it, you'd leave me for those people.
I look at Instagram and the first thing I see on your story is "your wedding."
Girl.
Genuinely. I opened instagram JUST now. Like, come on. You told me you liked me. You told me you liked me! IT'S MY FIRST TIME IN ANYTHING!
You also lied to me. You said you were looking at someone, and if it didn't turn out good, you'd return to me!
And guess what? They have a lover. Yet, you still got a date for yourself.
What is it that she has that I don't have?
You know, you might be more of a bitch than I am. You said you might "overthink everything" in an relationship and question my every word, but get mad at me when I seek the mildest of attention from you, or just say youre being an asshole towards me.
Don't I have a special place in your heart if you like me?
Don't I mean anything for you?
Come on. Just look at me in the eyes and say no, you don't mean anything for me more than a fling.
Maybe there's a possibility that you lied to me, but no one wants to think of that. You aren't THAT cruel.
Yes you are. But I don't think you lied to me then.
You know, maybe I should've known if you STILL HAVE YOUR EX ADDED ON INSTA JUST FOR THE SAKE OF FOLLOWERS.
Really. How can I trust you then?
I know you aren't even over your ex yet.
I know you'd return to him if you had the chance. Why should I even trust you?
Good Lord.