I really do. I fucking hate you You’re nothing but a liar, and then you go and call me fake. I hate you, and I wish I never met you. The only reason why I still talk to you or even still like you is because I keep thinking maybe he’ll be like how he was, maybe he will be the Greg I used to know. And Taylor and I were just talking about this today, and she said he’s not going to be cool again, and that I should just give up, and I think I should too. I’m sick of waiting for nothing to happen. I’m sick of your fucking lies, and I’m sick of hearing what you do now. You’ve turned into what you used to hate. This might seem harsh, but it’s the truth, and I think you know it. But of course you’re going to deny it and you’re going to write an evil entry or write a mean comment saying how bad of a person I am, when I’m not at all. Greg, I hope you change back to how you used to be, and I hope that you realize how horrible you are, if you already haven’t. This entry isn’t meant to hurt anyone, to tell the truth, I could care less about what you think about it. Along with every other entry I have wrote. I don’t know what started this, and I don’t know why you felt like you had to lie to me. I don’t get why you had to promise things you knew you could never keep, but you did it. And I don’t know why you’re like this, or why you’re mean to me, and I don’t see how you can put up with yourself. I don’t see how this started, and I’m afraid to find out. There’s a side of me that just wants to say everything and then there’s another side that just says keep it in, you’ll regret it in the end. And I don’t know what one to do. Everyone felt sorry for you at first, and then we got to know the real you, and how everything could just be a lie, and how none of us believe you now, or what you had said to make us sorry for you in the beginning. Tara said you’re the fakest person she knows, and I couldn’t agree with her more. I hate to say it, but that entry that made you sooo mad and upset I still believe it. I still believe that you could have lied, along with everyone else. And to tell the truth, if everyone didn’t keep telling me about how they didn’t believe you, I would probably be drowning in your lies right now. Thank god I am not. Things could be worse. Things could be better. it's too bad things didn't end up like we lied they would. it's too bad you knew it wouldn't ever be true and you lied saying they would it's too bad I was the one who got hurt in the end it's too bad I'm stuck in this tornado of lies and pain and hurt and discompfort it's too bad we fight too much it's too bad it took this long for me to realize how horrible you really are it's too bad I blamed everything on me it's too bad things have to hurt when you know what you have to do it's too bad I'm crying it's too bad that we wasted all this time on nothing it's too bad you're not who I thought you were it's too bad I'm not who you thought I was it's too bad we had to change it's too bad we never stayed the same it's too bad you lied it's too bad that you're a liar it's too bad that you lied it's too fucking bad that you're a liar I hope this isn't a mistake but right now...it feels like the right thing to do. I'm burning the box full of our past I tore your pictures of my wall along with everyone elses maybe now, I can start off new.