Addicted To Depression

back to the slut

She begged him back without actually begging. She began following him he began ignoring me. I felt hate boiling inside. At on point in time she was scared of me I overpowered her by a lot I felt my rage come out like a demon every time I saw him and her I hated her so much I actually was glad she thought I would kill her ass. As fucked up as it sounds I loved that kind of attention from her. I loved her fearful gaze as it landed upon my hateful stare. That's about when she started to get closer with him. And I told his ass off. He asked me what was wrong and why I was mad at him and I stared at him pissed but no one could tell I just blinked at him and walked away. And he came up to me in the band hall and I ignored his ass. Later feeling regret. My bff who is also his friend felt bad to and called him and he called me and we talked forever and he said that he deserved what he got and he would never ignore me again. Once again believing him like a dumb ass.