Live and let live they say, especially when you were the fuck that caused issues. Time's moved on and for the most part I'm not as vitrolic about how shit went down and how I acted... not saying it's all gone but it's somewhat shifted. However, all the gap has done is reminded me it's better to hate everyone and everything because as the assholes of the world say, no-one is coming to save you. What they really mean is no-one cares about you, I wish people just spoke the truth. That being said, fuck you still. Fuck you for making me feel something, destroy it and reduce me to less than nothing. Maybe tomorrow, something good will happen, right? No. Anyway, bye. I'm probably going to be bitched at for venting at all, so go ahead, laugh and bitch at me. I already know I'm just everyone's joke. Here's the only worthwhile, live, just to say fuck you all. You haven't killed me yet.