
I fucking hate Bitches. I hate the wimpy pussy-ass inability to take responsibility for your actions.
You are such a manipulative fuck to have led me on the way that you did, when you had her. And she is such a bitch for being so fucking catty and undermining. You're perfect for one another.
To think that I actually felt myself opening up again, especially to YOU, to feel myself succumbing to the lust of wondering what it would be like to be with you...
You don't fucking deserve me.
The worst part is I just hate being so nice sometimes and giving people so many chances only to have them thrown back in my face. I could've let it all go, all this bullshit drama and immaturity if you weren't such a pussy when it comes to being just friends with me. I mean, common, I've made it very easy for you to just let it go, because I did, and just move on to being friends. But no, you're too much of a pussy to talk to me, to see me, to be around me. HA! And then you bitch out over the phone, over the net, in person... such a bitch.
SUCH a bitch.



