Wasemo.

Fuck you.
You fucking used me and disrespected me.
I don't think Ive ever been this mad at you, or maybe anyone.
I did so much for you and you just treated me like shit.
You treat Chalsey me and like shit every day.
I'm sick of it.
I'm sick of you.

You better not fucking talk to me.
You better still give me my money and my dank.
Just because you're mad doesn't mean you don't have to give me my shit.
You owe me so fucking much.

I wont hesitate anymore.
I'm over you and all your shit.
Watch your fucking back.

My weekend

This weekend was supposed to be amazing.
I was so dedicated to making it perfect.
I was so excited.

But I ruined it.
I fucked everything up by not thinking.

I'm going crazy.
Everything I planned is going completely opposite.

Everything I thought was going to be awesome turned to crap.
And Tech N9ne is tomorrow.
I waited so long.
Spent so much.
Put so much into this.
I am so stoked and excited.
I don't want to ruin this.
I can't.

If I do I am really going to lose it.

That kid.

That one kid.
From before.

We're chill now.

I don't know what happened.
It's amazing.

I can't believe

you.
you called me a slut?
are you fucking serious?
thats so fucked up.
you are the last person to ever call me that.
i'm over it.
i'm over you.
you're such a fucking bitch.
words cannot explain how much i hate you.
i really do hate you so fucking much.
i fucking loathe you.
and i really don't care. about you or anything even slightly related to you.
i really do hope you die.
i really really really really do.
thats not even close to how much you need to just disappear.
you know.
i know.
everyone fucking knows.
i hate you.
so goddamn much.
i would rather sit out here in the rain and the cold than inside with you.
if you're here. i'm not.
please, get over it and fucking leave.
no one wants you here.
you're a cunt.