her;
i didn’t mean to yell at him. i didn’t mean to hit him (even though it didn’t faze him—i was unfortunately a very weak person). and i most certainly didn’t mean to cause a scene… i’m saying i never told a lie, but that makes me a liar.
i’m so incredibly angry at him. there’s the truth. he’s completely oblivious to why i lashed out at him, as if he hadn’t played around with me in the beginning. i’m not blaming who i’ve become now on him, its just that he infuriates me to the point that i don’t care what i look like to him—or anyone—anymore.
“why are you being such a bitch?!”
“why are you such a fucking douche?!”
“you know what, i came here to apologize, but now i’m leaving.”
“good riddance. i hope you’ve had the time of your life, ruining mine. and hers.”
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