||[03 Apr 2008|08:50pm]
||angry and hurt and tired
Today was utter hell.
You are seriously a terrible person.
I'm just so appreciative that you're happier bullshitting than being there for me when I'm terrified. You can't even be a good friend?
If your mom had a stroke and was in the hospital I would've been there for you.
Then again, that was always the way it was, I guess.
Burn in hell, you ruin everyday life for me, you dirty no good son of a bitch, I hate you, I wish i'd never met you, fuck you fuck you fuck you.