cupcakes

to actually think i believed you?
i swear i could just kill you right now.
f, why the hell make me suffer for nine days.
it seemed more like 9 bloody months to me.
if you wanna avoid me, be a man, have balls.
tell me in my fucking face.
dont do this bullshit.
cause you know it's just bloody childish.
like wtf n.
i dunno if you still read this but when era told me you were
there, having shit loads of fun.
i swear i almost cried.
you dont have to act as if you're not active on myspace anymore.
cause im deleting every damn thing that reminds me of you.
i hate you n.
i dont wanna give two balls what your excuse maybe.
so just drop dead & go to hell, cupcakes.


i know im fucking stupid.
but why the hell do this?
i really wanna just throw bloody bullocks at you.
but it's useless.
you know how vulnerable and insecure i am.
and you choose to do this?
fuck what joy do you see in doing this?
is this some kind of sick joke?
cause seriously, it's full of bloody bullshit.