I hate how I fell for you. I hate how I thought your "best friend" would not tell you I liked you. I mean I really liked you. whenever I see you I get all red and my heart starts beating as fast as a cheetah runs in a field of grass. listen you make me even say the stupidest fucking bullshit of a simile. I care that much. but you know what. If I could stop myself from liking your smile. your laugh. your personality. your attitude. just you. and I'm sorry you couldn't find out through me. I really am. and I feel like you'll never talk to me ever again. please talk to me. I really fucking like you. but can you please just talk to me since I don't talk to you. you know what. fuck this shit. I'm going to talk to you like I talk to Eric except his name isn't even Eric but you know how I fuck with him right. do you want me to do that to you?! I'll fucking abuse yo ass. well not literally but I'll try I guess. unless you hate me now I won't try to talk to you. maybe I'll ask— no. not him. I won't ask for advice to the one who screwed it up for me. fuck him. goddamn I can't even anymore. I hate that you have such powers over my mind that you always are somehow in there. and you can't get out. just please get out. GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FUCKING MIND BITCH. ugh there's no point in wasting my time on you. and I can't get over the fact that you might not even care about this as much as I do and I'm overreacting way too much.
