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09 December 2009
I regret every time I think of you

You know whats fucking gay? Like reaaaaaaaaaal gay. When someone you actually were potentially friends with, stops giving effort into the friendship, just because 'something' happens. Like what the fuck, aren't friendships supposed to progress? Fucking stupid concept otherwise. I can't believe that I actually wanted to be close to you, gave my effort, and you just gave up because of someone else. Are you fucking retarded? Can you not be friends with more than one person at a time? Does your world constantly have to revolve around one other being? I wonder if it actually hit you that I did care, and it was pretty chill, because I actually listened you you as you spoke, shared the same interests and laughed at your jokes. Whats even more disappointing is that you took that one moment for granted. And sure as hell, I never tell anyone everything, and at that moment I felt like you were there to help, but I let you in.. and you just let that go. Fuck yo, my trust in you has denigrated so much, it's unfuckingbelievable you would ever do that, knowing the way that I am, or did you even know who I was in the first place. I don't understand why you give in or listen so fucking easily, and turn your back on friendships. In the end when you realize the mistake that you made, I don't think it will be the same, nor will the denial of the whole situation get any better. When does it ever? And even if I do run from my problems, I gave it up to look for a solution to this one, I guess it never mattered to ya, eh. Don't worry, shit happens, life goes on, just a trace of me in it ever again.