I HATE YOU
I fuckimg hate you.
You know that?
I really fucking hate the fucking ground u walk on you bitch made mother fucker.
How could you make a girl feel so special and low at the same time
make me feel special then rip my fucking heart out and stomp on it
then pick it back up and say you didnt mean to hurt me
That it wasnt like that and you really care.
I gave up my fucking life for you.
I turned my back on a good ass boyfriend FOR YOU
and he was actually right.
I wasn't cheating no
but I might as well have cuz I was cheating with my feelings for him.
I was cheating him out of some of the love I had for him because I was using it for you
I let you have my heart and you tried to kill me with it
so I hate you I really do
and after all we had and after all you'be done u act like u can't even answer my message or even answer me you low down dirty son of a mother fucking bitch
I hate you I really do and that's why i still love you
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