i don't love you back. i don't want to be your friend anymore. don't you get it? haven't you noticed i don't want you in my life anymore? you're obnoxiously annoying and your voice pisses me off. you always sound like you're whining. yes, i do whine, i'm mean, i'm a bitch. i told you to never lie to me, that's all i asked, john, and you lied. you lied about the most important thing to me: love. you know my feelings about love and you lied to me. john, you're a fucking douche-bag. i don't want to be your friend or talk to you because everything sounds like a lie to me now. the whole time, i knew you were in love with me, too. how the hell could i have taken advantage of that? of the fact that you were in love with me? why did you have to tell me you weren't. you knew it was a dumb move, and you did it anyways. i know i told you i don't hate anyone. but john, i really do hate you. you hurt me so much saying that. it's not that i was in love with you back (God, no) but john, you were my best friend, love is important. i wanted you to think of me, and when you said that, it felt like you stabbed me in the back, that you hated me so much and that you didn't want me in your life. john: i hate you.
-t♥
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