tick tock, on the clock, how many more times ya wanna fuck up?
piece of fucking shit.
i hope you feel sooo fucking cool,
always letting me down.
knowing when i’m at my weakest.
I HOPE KARMA BITES YOU IN THE ASS AND EATS YOU ALIVE.
i’ve never known someone who could be so cruel to someone
who is nothing but nice and forgiving and understanding to them.
if you don’t want to talk to me, stop adding me back after i delete you.
if you don’t want me to be in your life, don’t act so happy around me
and say you want to hang out with me then fucking ignore me.
i swear, let me see you in person. if you don’t apologize.
let me tell you how much of a shitty person you are.
let me call you out. you fuck.
i hate you. i wish you would stay out of my life.
FOR GOOD.
i’d be much better off.
thank you and good fucking night.
because you’re supposed to be here right now.
i hope it makes you feel better knowing i don’t feel good.
and i’m alone.
i hope the bed bugs biteBURN, itch, tug.
i hope they eat you alive, and let you rot in your own scum.
figuratively speaking of course, i’m not as cruel as you.
but i spit on your disgraceful being.
out.
