rant-o-rama

i hate them. all they ever do is hurt me or make me cry. nothing i do will ever be good enough.

i wrote that ten minutes ago.
funny how fast i forget how bad it feels like.
perhaps one day when it really does go down the shitter
they'll realise that a lot of it was for nothing.

but i hate the way you make me feel. i really do.
unappreciated and just something that exists.
don't i mean anything MORE?
is it so hard to just say it out? fuck this la.
you're just like me, but pretending to be a grown up.

if i could tell you the truth
would it make it any easier?
maybe it's just that much less complicated when i lie.
i want you to love him as much as i do.
but in your eyes, i make all the wrong decisions.

then to hell with the truth.
i can die happy.
without you knowing who i truly am.

on another note, i hate how people cut in before you finish speaking.
you have any idea how fucking annoying that can get?
it happened multiple times throughout friday and saturday
nia ma.
have a little respect, if you will.
it probably takes all of 4 and a half nano seconds to finish that damn sentence
but i guess you don't even have that ounce of patience to fucking wait.
i normally hate rant posts
because it's always so whiny and repetitive
but i can't help myself.
it's a goddamn disgrace.