Oh let me start off with one word, Him.
He knows what he did and they know what they did to help him.
He thinks it's funny fucking with peoples heads and this is how I feel.
Fuck it makes me upset I hate his guts but I can't help to still care about him.
It's not like I loved him as in a relationship way it was more of a brother sister relationship.
God he was so sweet at first but then he changed. He always said I changed him but all I did was care for him when he broke me into what I am today.
I can listen to a song and think to myself
"Wow this reminds me of him,"
I can't escape him it's like he's everywhere at once.
I want to forget him it's easier that way but I can't forget all the shit he put me through.
I could go on for ages about this but I'll stop here.
Thank you.
-Lay
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For the sake of the people mentioned I will not be using their names
December 21st 2017
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RandomThis is how I feel when I feel it. Mature language. You're probably mentioned once Trigger Warning