I fucking HATE people who talk about shit they know nothing about. FUCKING LOVE IT! Guess what ladies? Not everything I do is about you, you make me fucking laugh. Let's grow up already, honestly. The world does not revolve around you. Never has, never will, face it. Do you honestly think shit won't get back to me? Or are you hoping it will, cause if you are that's fucking sad, have the balls to say it to my face. I hope you die, I can honestly say that and mean it without any regret, it¡¦s horrible to say but it couldn't be more true. I hope you die in a horrible accident and you're in so many pieces that the police can't identify your body. Anybody wanna question how much I hate you? I'm tired of being the fucking crazy one. I'm not allowed to be mad or upset or fucking anything. I hate you. I hate your fucking attitude with everything, Jesus Christ, grow the hell up. Act like an adult for one goddamn second in your life, instead of like a fucking five year old! I'm just done. I'm done with trying to help people and having them fuck me over. I don't need this shit. Why do I even bother? Honestly. Look me in the fucking face and tell me I mean nothing to you, cause that¡¦s how it seems to me, you only run to me when you have a problem, course you don't even do that anymore. I'm tired of being the one that has to be there but then when I have a problem it's like FUCK YOU CHRISTINE! I love it. You think they are gonna fucking sit and listen to you for hours, you fucking know they won't, damn well you do, that's why you need me. I'm the one that gives the advice, I'm the one that listens and you fucking know it. Cause when it all comes down to it, they will never care about you the way I do, and you know that too.  