So you think your my friend huh? What uh... is your definition of friend? Because your not. And neither are you. My friends are either after my ass or they use my loyalty. You are all dicks. You, you will only help me when it benifits you. When it doesnt, you barely even look my way. How can I be friends with you? just because we have been friends almost our entire lives doesnt meen I have to be your friend now. No no, not just from tonight. Tonight I just snapped. Yesterday I snapped to. I felt bad this morning but I changed my mind. You deserve it. I dont care if you are angry with me. I dot fucking care. And you know what I am going to do? I am going to go out and do everything and anything that I can against you, anything you never wanted me to I will do. And after I finish that... I really want to just kill you. And I would enjoy every painful torturous twisted minute of it because I know you deserve it. Friend, prove to me that you are my friend, and I might come back to you. Untill then, I hope you all die. Oh, I will be so alone without all of you, but I dont care anymore. You have pushed me off the edge, and maybe I deserve it. But just remember, I will no longer be forgiving. I will no longer help you with every single need that you may have, I will no longer do what you ask me to, or tell me to. I will tolerate you, because that is what you deserve. I expected better of you, I thought that you would all change, I thought that if I kept forgiving you, kept sticking around that you may come to appreciate me. I guess not. I CANNOT be with people who do not respect me. I will not put myself at your feet anymore. You know why I did that? Because I CARED ABOUT YOU. All of you! I cared about each and every person who I thought was my friend. And I suppose I was wrong to do so. Now I am getting off my knees, finally getting up. I wish I had never known you, I wish I had never been your friend. I can hardly remember anytime that you helped me. So this is what you deserve. Everyone who I meen this to, you will soon know you are. You will hardly see me again, hardly talk to me, hardly come to me with complaints. I meen to keep you out of my life, and I meen to do it permanent. Prove to me that you should be forgiven, prove that you are worth my time. I dare you. I bet you cant get off your high horse for a minute though. You dont care. One more fly that has flew out the window, no matter, onto the next. Well... if that is how you feel. I hope you die. So it causes me pain, so what. Its not like I am going to kill myself over YOU! No never, not anything as pitiful as you, I would not give you that satisfaction. No, I am stronger without you. You bring me down. So I will cast you off like the mutiners that you are. You dont know how it feels to be betrayed. To be let down by someone you sincerly love. And I doubt you ever will, you will never lower yourself to "my level". Fuck you. ... Come crawling back to me, begging me to listen to your petty problems and reaching out for a shoulder to cry on. Come on. I dare you. Untill then... I hope you die.