Fuck You
You said you were pretending
Here's to unhappy endings
The joke is on you
Sometimes I think I need to stop trying.
Because life is a one way train ride.
I think, 'fuck it, I don't care anymore.'
I want to punch you in the face.
I want to go berserk in front of you.
I want to kiss someone right in front of your ugly face.
I want to make you so mad, that you won't know what else to do except go kill yourself.
I want to hurt the ones you love.
I want to take what means the most away from you.
I want to fuck with your mind.
I have a philosophy. You have to love others. Not just the way you love yourself, but more. If we didn't love others, what kind of chaotic world would this be?
I can see now that's kind of impossible. I tend to forgive. I tend to forget.
But no one in my life has made me this impatient, this angry, this crazy.
I have never thought this way. I'm a good person. I'm tame. I'm educated.
But I don't want to anymore.
It won't be Warren. It won't be any of my friends.
It'll be me.
I'm going to fuck you up.
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