Tick.

I'm in that mood again. That really pissed off mood where I don't have any pity what so ever for you.
I'm not jealous that they got to you first and I'm out in the cold, but these swings keep going back and forth and I can NOT keep chasing them.
Fuck this I just want you out of my life, it would make things SO much easier for me and everyone else.
Don't ask questions just listen. Let me speak for fucking once to you with out me getting this sense of guilt and sympathy. At this moment all I want to do is just yell to you so clearly that you might understand.
Every turn I take I always ALWAYS get slapped in the face. Its gotten to the point where I just can't trust anyone. I really can't.
I'm so pulled into this world where I have chose a path on where I want to go. And it doesn't include you, most of you. I bet you, right when I wake up tomorrow morning everything will change; mood, thoughts, actions
And that is what pisses me off. It's too late to say something now.
There is no point in saying anything. Even Benoit said so. And I take her words very seriously. I haven't turned my back on you ONCE and this whole time you had no idea I was there. Only when you were alone and no one else to talk to you. I was still there. I just want to see it one day that you have no one else to go to and you would come to me.. but I'm not there. Carma's a bitch isn't it?