No, I hate you because you remind me of all the problems I had in my life, & the others I still do.
You remind me of how big of an @sshole I was towards you. And how bad you fu*ked over my life. And all the things I had swore I'd never do or say that you talked me into. You made me weak & then smashed what bit of life I had left, & put me into a position that could not turn away from any pain, & I couldn't expand my ego any more. Think about it, we had really nothing in common. Why would I want to be friends with someone I have nothing to talk about with.
And if I didn't hate you, I'd destory your life once again, only this time it would be at my own free will.
It has nothing to do with you moving. You changed, & I don't like the changes in you, anything we had to talk about went out the window, & you are now just walking corpse of some sort to me, one that I don't need, nor want.
We've agreed; fate brought us together to be friends, & call it fate, or my own unwillingness to believe the facts, but it is what determines the fact that we should not be friends any longer.
(a.k.a. If you ever feel like killing yourself again, go head, & I mean it this time. You really are dead in my eyes, all that remains of you are memories that I am learning to forget.)
Back to the suject: I think only like 4-5 of us on here are still in school, muchless would any of these people around here have homework.
You remind me of how big of an @sshole I was towards you. And how bad you fu*ked over my life. And all the things I had swore I'd never do or say that you talked me into. You made me weak & then smashed what bit of life I had left, & put me into a position that could not turn away from any pain, & I couldn't expand my ego any more. Think about it, we had really nothing in common. Why would I want to be friends with someone I have nothing to talk about with.
And if I didn't hate you, I'd destory your life once again, only this time it would be at my own free will.
It has nothing to do with you moving. You changed, & I don't like the changes in you, anything we had to talk about went out the window, & you are now just walking corpse of some sort to me, one that I don't need, nor want.
We've agreed; fate brought us together to be friends, & call it fate, or my own unwillingness to believe the facts, but it is what determines the fact that we should not be friends any longer.
(a.k.a. If you ever feel like killing yourself again, go head, & I mean it this time. You really are dead in my eyes, all that remains of you are memories that I am learning to forget.)
Back to the suject: I think only like 4-5 of us on here are still in school, muchless would any of these people around here have homework.
My Soul Brings Tears to Satanic Eyes.
If Max Collins, Matt Skiba, Jimmy Urine, & Mark Phillips had a child it would be one fu*ked up mofo, but 'it' would be the God of music.
As-1D R077's temp homepage: http://www.freewebs.com/as1dr077/index.html
If Max Collins, Matt Skiba, Jimmy Urine, & Mark Phillips had a child it would be one fu*ked up mofo, but 'it' would be the God of music.
As-1D R077's temp homepage: http://www.freewebs.com/as1dr077/index.html