words cannot fathom the intensity that boils through my veins right now.
i am kicking and screaming inside as i feel my blood pressure sky rocketing.
are. you. fucking. kidding. me. no. seriously. are. you. fucking. for. real. right. now.
in my mind, you are dead to me.
don’t call me fake for keeping up appearances and pleasantries when i see you,
it’s called life.
you have to be around people you don’t like, and the better you’re in control, the easier it will roll off your shoulders the next time.
but that’s the thing, i’ve never liked you. i probably despise you more and more the more i hear your ugly name - let alone when i HAVE to see you.
but i have to deal with it. you and your ugly soul.
i’ve got a few people in my life i despise and you’re up there at the top just for being you.