FUCK YOU BITCH. you are always like that. so two faced. damn you, so many instances i can pull out that you always feign ignorance. it's always not your fault, though you know it is. you ain't the fuckin' emperess dowager of the house la okay. it's good enough you have the maid to wait on you, be at your beck and call, DON'T expect me to do that too. i told you, i'm staying away from you, lest your undesirable unfluences strangle me to death. you treat your own mother like this, so why can't i throw it back at you? ever heard of practise what you preach? so don't get all huffy and flounce off when you know all i did was to state the simplest of all truths. maybe you're right, maybe i'll treat you like the way you treat your mother now, when you grow old. you ain't no bloody martyr. i'm sick and tired. i dont give a damn if you got depression or not okay. fine, everything's my fault. it's always me okay. fuck you. maybe if i go away. you'd really be happy. wait, i would. if you dare make any noise about what i get on tuesday, i swear i wouln't even bother restraining myself. you want to cry and blame me, so be it. i'm immune to your crocodile tears.

and to you. yea. i'm changing. so what? maybe my replies are short cos i don't feel like talking to you? maybe i'd rather text my friends than you? maybe i'd rather hang with them and not have you cling to me 24/7. you know what's called freedom? yea, that's what i need. and you can go do your bitchy little thing to that oh so close friend of yours. i don't care. i'm really starting to think that it's time. more than over dued.

if my life ain't fucked up enough, you were the perfect cherry on top of a wonderful period of my life. i tried explaining, but if you all you wanna see it as false. then hell. jasper, thanks for the words of wisdom. i really need to sort things out myself i guess. question is, where do we stand now? if you even knew what's really happening..