hurts so bloody good.
i am starting to hate myself. i am begging you. please do not let me hate you too.

leave if you want to. i am so much better off alone. you deserve someone else. go. just go. ok?! go to your bloody ideal type. not me. haha i was never your type to begin with. and while you're walking away, kindly toss me that ragcloth so i can wipe up the blood spilling from my open chest.

you made me cry. you bloody made me cry. i am crying as i think of you now. it hurts. what kind of a man are you? are you even one? fuck you and your kind. the female species gives love better.

before i say it's over...you had better know this is your wake up call boy.

I HATE YOU.

now give me time to get over this. do not call or text or msn me. go flirt with others while you're away from me. go. go. just go. come back when you realised you've hurt me so much more than you ever did.

hurts...so bloody good...