I HATE PETER, THE SILLY DELUDED TIT

Peter, lets not even pretend that you like me or that i like you. Lets not even pretend that we get along. You dont even know me, do you? You've talked to me a couple of times on msn, but that doesnt give you the right to judge me and say that you hate me adn that i'm a horrible person, does it. You dont get my sense of humour, which blatantly isnt sarcasm, and even tho i say that i'm joking you take everything i say offensively. YOU FUCKING HIPPOCRITE.

You called me a slag, who was fugly and who had no friends. You said i was ugly. You said that i didnt deserve to live. BUT WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU REALLY. YOU DONT EVEN KNOW ME. HAVE YOU SEEN ME THO, REALLY. And on top of that, you then say that you love me?! WHAT THE FUCK PETER. Seriously, if you cant follow your own rules, then you shouldnt go round telling people theyre wrong according to rules that YOU cant even follow. And cos i'm nice, i even fucking forgave you after everything. AND YOU KNOW WHAT? I SHOULDNT HAVE.

You decided, after months of saying that you loved me, no you hate me, no you dont love me or hate me, you dont like me, you think i'm amazing, no wait, you want to kill me, no hold on you think im amazing and would like to be best ever friends, YOU FINALLY DECIDED that you hated me. AND THANK FUCKING GOD FOR IT. As if i'd want to even fucking know you. Really. You're so full of yourself, you cant even see when people around you hate you, and you think they all love you.

Oh, and thank you so much for making your other friend hate me too. That was a really nice, original touch. Now he hates me, and you hate me, for no apparent reason. THANKS A LOT PETER.

You know what makes it worse tho? All of my friends, also known as Peters 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5 all bum off you and love you. They think your hilarious, but actually mate, you're not. Sorry. So FUCK OFF TO WHEREVER YOU CAME FROM, YOU WANKER.

No i was wrong, you know what makes it EVEN worse? The fact that you started this fucking argument about a facebook password. REALLY. You had a pissy little strop over me not wanting to give you my facebook password. Ever thought there might be stuff on there that i dont want you to see? Hmmm? Ever thought that people actually like me and trust me enough to tell me things that are personal? Ever thought that there might be stuff in my inbox on there that might be confidential and that me, and lots of other people, might not want you to read those things? AND PETER HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT THAT MAYBE, I DONT WANT YOU ON MY FACEBOOK OR ANYWHERE NEAR ME? No, i didnt think you had, cos your so far stuck up your own arse that you cant understand that there are other people in the world and that there are other poeple that may not like you. Thats right, people DONT LIKE YOU. Have you got that now? And by the way, I fully hate you. Incase you hadnt gathered that already.

And Peters 1 2 3 4 and 5 , dont think i havent forgotten you. When Peter and his friend were all having a proper little bitching session about me, thank you for sticking up for me so well. Thank you lots and lots. I'm so glad I have friends like you. And thank you for still bumming off these two pricks, and basically being in love with them. THANK YOU SO FUCKING MUCH. But you know what? I cant hate you, Peters 1 2 3 4 and 5. Apparently, i got the wrong end of the stick and you did stick up for me. But from what i saw, there wasnt much of that going on. So thanks again.

And especially Peter 1 and 2. I really really really hate you. I know people all think your sweet and innocent and lovely (Peter 1) or fit and pretty and that the sun shines out of your arse (Peter 2), but really, I FUCKING HATE YOU AS MUCH AS I HATE PETER. Peter 1, couldnt you tell that i was already upset this morning? But no, lets all talk about how much Peter and his friend hate me, infront of me, but without saying why they hate me, and for generally making the start of my day fucking amazing. You really dont get it, do you? You cant really read emotions that well, can you, you little wanker? No. And you know what? I dont know why i even bother with you. Or why i even bother sticking up for you. You didnt with me, so why should i any more. Really. Peter 1, i love you, and you know that, but really, i cant be bothered to even try to convince Peter 2 that your actually really nice (THATS RIGHT, PETER 2 HATES YOU), so i'm just not going to bother any more. Sorry. I wont act like i hate you tho, as its just a fucking waste of my own time, so i'm going to be nice and civil to you, cos you do make me laugh, and i do love you. Thats made me sound horrible and really two-faced. Guess that proves Peter 3 right then. I dont even know if you like me tho. But now that i've worked that out, i'm thinking again about how i see you.

And Peter 2. Really, i do love you, i guess. You are the leader of our group tbf, so if i fall out with you, then i guess i wont have many friends. But then again, maybe i will. See, all the Peters (not Peter) are not actually your bitches. They do haev their own minds, actually. Didnt think you'd know that. Your so used to them being your bitches, that you've never really noticed it. But yeah. And you know what Peter 2? You laughing when Peter and friend were talking shit about me really helped me see who my actual friends are. Sounds like a cliche, but you know, sometimes they actually do work. And Peter 2, thanks for at least pretending to be my friend, even tho you probs dont like me. I guess its the same as what i'll be doing to Peter 1. But thats not really a good thing, cos i really dont want to be like you, sorry. Even tho you have the most friends and the most guys falling after you, and even tho you make me look like a pile of shit, and even tho you make me want cry at least once a week. Okay, maybe thats me being harsh, but you know what i dont get? Why you being horrible is okay, but me being slightly mean and retelling a story isnt. Hmmm, maybe its cos your the almighty leader and no1 wants to hurt you cos your amazing. And no, i'm not jealous, not really. Yeah, I want to be liked as much as you, or at least accepted as much as you, but sometimes i think theres stuff that your not telling us which makes me wonder whats really going on. And because you tell some poeple stuff but not others, this makes me think that really, your the one that makes me feel like shit; you're the one that makes me think that poeple dont like me; your the one that makes me feel like i'm not good enough; your the one thats pulling our group apart. You have favourites, and not one person like the rest of us, THREE,. And that leaves half the group out. And thats a funny word: HALF. Really fits with the situation doesnt it. And you make me really paranoid. Like a lot. And you know what else is a problem for me? You talking about things that happened, which i dont know about, which i dont get, which i have no say about, which i dont understand infront of me, leaving me feeling like theres no point in me being there. So yeah, now you know how i feel Peter 2, i think we should leave it there.

(And i've just realised this is more of an emotional explanation than and angry one)

And Peter 3, i do love you. Lots and lots. But today you really made me feel like i wasnt worthy of your time, and that there was no point in me doing or saying anything or being there. I was already in a shit mood, but you really cut me up and stood on my face, as well as opening my eyes at the same time. Really, i'm sorry for mentioning you on here, but i thought that as i'm already writing this emotional blog, i may as well include you in this. Its not that i hate you as much, but more that you really messed me up today. Youre one of the only people i can believe and that i trust, which is why what you said almost broke me. And thats not me being overdramatic; you actually did nearly break me. I was so close to snapping, with Peter hating me for no reason; Peter 1 asking me what i did and telling me that Peter and friend really hates me; Peter 4 telling me that they hated me cos i was always horrible and then you telling me that i was being horrible. It made me think about how i was being perceived and what people thought of me. It made me think there was something wrong with me, which, given the whole Peter 2 situation, didnt really help me at all. Part of me thinks its just my personality and how i was sarcastic but how sarcasm and my tone of voice dont really come across in online convos, but the other part of me thinks that theres really something wrong with me. Why else would Peter 4 tell me i'm horrible when she doesnt even know what i said? Things like this keep on replaying in my head over and over and over again. And every time something like the Peter 2 thing happens, or every time something like this happens, part of me gets shut away and destroyed. And that makes me sound pathetic, but to be honest, i dont really care at the moment. This is my one chance to get everything off my chest. I was going to put that I dont care what other people think, but after remembering what i've already put, i think i do. And i dont want to be a hipocrite like FUCKING PETER, DO I NOW?

I guess thats it really. Everytime one of my close friends says something, it hurts me, burns me, adn physically breaks me a little bit. It really really does. And Peter 2, you annoy me, but as much as it does annoy me, theres nothing much i can do about it, cos you havent done any of those things in a while, so, i guess doing something now would just start unnecessary beef, so i'm going to leave it. And as much as it kills me to be friends with people who bum off people who hate me, i guess theres nothing i can do really. I cant stop you being friends with them as much as i can naturally change my eye colour. So thats it. And thank you, cos now i'm in a much healthier place than i was an hour ago. But i still hate peter. Not as much as before tho, now i've got it off my chest. I guess theres no point in me bothering with such a twat anyway. And, what makes it funnier, is that he's fat and thinks he's thin. Silly deluded tit.