Don't You Get It? ✅

So..

/i guess i am ending my two month disappearance with this. whatever. i'm disappearing again./ 

so..

these are the last words i am ever going to say,

about you and how you have ruined my entire life and day,

so..

don't get your panties all in twist,

make sure not to get your clarinet amiss,

because you can't get rid of me no matter how hard you try,

i am stuck with you no matter how far you fly,

so..

enjoy the things i said to you,

surely you remember it all too,

sometimes just the thought of you wants to make to scream and cry,

but all i do is just laugh it off and deny,

and deny that i actually still care,

that i realize you're still there,

so..

i fucking hate you,

you should know this too,

but you quality of friends at the moment just worries me so,

all of them are pretty low,

so..

listen to this or don't,

because if you speak to me then i won't

these are my last words to you, brooke.

so..

i have noticed your recent life style choices,

i have a change in tone in all of our voices,

you don't look so good,

i would help you if i could,

so..

your friends all hate me,

none of them appreciate me,

so..

last year i gave them how i felt,

then you left me alone for all of my sadness to slowly but never melt,

so..

i believe you're the one who fucked up, brooke,

not me,

not she,

nor we.

i think you're the one.

so..

hate me or not,

look at me or not.

say hello or not,

i am finished with you at this point on.

so?