Thu, 11 Sep 2008 07:51:06 GMT

at this point, i just need her to leave me the fuck alone. i need her to stop caring. i need her to stop following me and asking me if i'm okay because honestly, i'm really not.

obviously, i'm not going to be okay if you're barring me from seeing the guy i like just because you think he's cute too. obviously, i'm not going to be okay if he's fucking puking in the bathroom and i want to go and take care of him and maybe even fucking wash my hands because i've been cleaning the spilled fucking cinnamon toast crunch on his floor and you won't let me. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY THE FUCK YOU WON'T LET ME GO. IS IT THAT FUCKING IMPORTANT TO YOU THAT I NOT TALK TO HIM? IS IT THAT IMPORTANT THAT YOU WIN!?

i genuinely like him. and that's why i refused to hook up with him tonight - because he was drunk.

honestly, why don't you just back the fuck off. seriously. i get it. you think he's cute. i like him. you think you want me to back off. but you know what? fuck you. fuck. you.

i hate how you tell him embarrassing stories about me. i hate how you make him think i'm such a fucking slut. i hate how you make me feel like shit whenever i hang out with you - because really, i'm better than that.

why do you do this to me? why? i guess i'm really starting to see your true colors and i don't think i like them very much.

edit: i told her i was done. i'm over it. she can have him - honestly, it's not worth it. i just cut myself and i realized that if i'm getting this much shit from all this, i don't need it. fuck that.

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