Saturday June 26: short fucking entry
Do you know what I hate? I hate people. But when I say people I don't mean I hate everyone, I mean I hate the people that act like they hate you before they even know you. I hate people that brush past you without saying excuse me. I hate people who don't even have the decency to ask you how you're doing, I hate people that bully other human beings just for liking something simple that they don't, and considering the fact that most people in this cruel world are like that. It's none of my business.
I'm really curious to see what type of person you are, are you the type to bully someone for liking something that you don't? the type to not even have the decency to ask someone else how they were doing? are you the type to brush pass someone without saying excuse me? I hope not. Not to get all Smashy on you on our first date, but I think you're different. I can tell by the way you skim pass my words, waiting for the next line to begin and finish, I can tell by the way you flip the page instead of closing my book Ɇ₦WĐł₦₲.
You're a lot less boring than I thought you'd be, by saying that, I'm assuming that you've made annotations right beside my words in my book, you're a fool if you thought I was going to be one of those people that don't let other people talk in a conversation. Leave some words for me will ya?
YOU ARE READING
Find Me After I Leave.
RomanceTW! SUICIDE, ABUSE Before I go..I want to leave this behind, but first I need to leave someone behind to tell my story, a lover. That lover is you.
