Hi.

Guess what?

It's my turn to suffer from a heartbreak thing.

*smiles bitterly*

You ask for my number, you take me out for dinner, you bring me back to your place, you kiss me in that gentle way that makes me smile and laugh, and what do you do?

You proceed to avoid me for an entire week.

You touch other girls, but you refuse to come near me.

You smile at them, and then you refuse to meet my eyes.

WELL FUCK YOU YOU LIMEY AUSSIE BASTARD. I HOPE SOMEONE RIPS OUT YOUR LIP PIERCING AND THAT YOU DIE.

...

I'm sorry.

I can't help it.

Fuck.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

As much as I wish him a violent death

I can't help but remind myself that hate and love are the two sides on a same coin

And as much as I hate him

I very well remind myself of the fact that I had been interested

Too interested, in fact

...

God, I hate myself

My friends told me he was legit

Oh I thought he was

Maybe he's just as confused as I am

I don't know what the fuck goes in his mind

Well fuck all of this

Well fuck everything

Well,

fuck.