Sunday, November 11, 2007

Fuck Her

God.

I'm angry. I'm so angry.

I want to vomit up my insides. It makes me so sick that I want to literally throw up.

I want to scream and cry, but it will never fix anything. I can't even pretend like I'm going to be okay, because I'm not.

I am so utterly confused.

She's disgusting. Gross. Sick. I want to kill her, ruin her. I hate her with every cell of my body. What a fucking idiot. She even tried to talk to me, about John and I told her about it honestly, but I knew what she was doing.

I hurt so bad. So, so bad.