great. be prepared to watch me spam vulgarities.
real pissed off now.
ii fucking hate it when people dont believe me.
ii am telling the truth, take it or leave it.
event ended late, ii reached home late, ii was at school etcetc.
And to think you dare question my schedule, my time management?
telling me its contradicting. fuck you.
ii cant control time. ii dont dictate the time. ii cant ask it to move slower.
And who are you to question my life?
And ii even bother to tell you, only ended up being doubt.
being throw upon millions of accusations. fuck.
poor me. ii feel so pathetic knowing you.
never have ii doubted anything about you, and ii thought you would trust me. its going to be 3 years. 3 fucking years. And what, where's the trust ii always thought is important?
nowhere near. at all.
when you are more than a friend, how can it be, when my friends trusted me more than you do?
tell me. to be mad or to cry out loud, or to indulge in self-pity?
ii seriously am upset.
shouldnt ii just let it end. let it go.
georgiana, its about time..
