you don't care about me
i do care about you
this happens when you fuck me up
you suck
you hurt my feeling
i want to cut your belly open
i want to fucking drink your blood
i'm frustrated
fucked up
i hate it all
maybe if i say it right into your face you would understand
maybe you would realize
maybe you would do something
cause if i have to look into that mirror everyday,
i think i'm gonna lose control
break the mirror
take the little pieces of glass and cut your face open
gosh, i hate you so much
i must free my anger
my hate
my frustration
myself
the others think i go crazy
but ,no
i just hate you
HATE YOU
bitch
i wish you were dead
you make me so fucked up
so
fucked
up
you make me destroy myself from the inside
i'm taking my body to hell
but i won't leave without you
i won't rest until i burned your body and i'll blow the ashes away
far away from here
where the assholes don't even cae about you
but it's quite funny cause evrybody cares about you
they love you
they adore you
and i .....
i stand here
smiling everytime you see me
saying your a good friend
hugging with the feeling that i just want to stab a knife in your chest
you don't even deserve hell
the devil barfs when he thinks about you
you are the person who i dispise
my veins explode
my anger drowns me
i'm not dead and i don't want to
but i want you to die
the mosy horrible, awfull way you can imagine
i hate you
die
greetings, luciana
* this is not for te person who reeds this journal*
* it's just a feeling for a peson who i don't really like*