Dear sweet and adorable peter,
You're leaving for Italy, for all of junior year. We decided that we would end whatever we had between us, because one of us would just get hurt in the end. And then you went back on your word, and now you're texting me, calling me baby, amore, babe, etc, knowing full well that I'm crazy about you. And I am really gonna suffer when you leave. You tell me to meet up with you, and I end up seeing you and your friend for 30 minutes and then you go home without any warning. I hate you. I fucking hate you and your adorable little imp smile. I hate you almost as much as I hate myself. I hope you die of a heat stroke in the beautiful annuls of italia. I don't really. I love you. But you torture me.
Tortured in frisco
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
I HATE PETER WHO SHOULD GO EAT A DONKEY
Dear Peter,
I just i wanted to say i hate you.
We WERE friends... no we WERE best friends. and i treated you the best i could and all you did was treat me like shit.
You seem like the nice girl that everyone wants to be friends with because you can never say no but when you get close to you... you're not that nice after all.You are always so nice and you always know how to make someone feel better but the one person that your not nice and kind too... is me... your best friend. You alwys say 'oh you're my best friend we'll be friends forever'.. but you know what i dont want that to happen... EVER. because even though im you're 'best friend' when someone more popular and prettier than me comes along, im out of the picture. Then when you two eventually become really good friends you come back to me and im too nice to say no so i let you back in to my life and treat you the best i possibly can... then BOOM. it happens again, some new chick has come to school and you ditch me for her... again. the the whole thing happens replays exactly the same way... and then again... and then again. And yet im still to scared to tell you to back off because i dont know what youll do to me. on the outside you seem like a nice pretty girl that wouldnt hurt a fly... but on the inside, you're a back stabbing bitch that deserves to never have any friends again until you learn how to treat the one person thats always been there for you. When we plan something you're like oh ok come to mine... 2 hours before i come over... ' Oh i havent asked my mum yet so i dont think i can go' WTF ARE YOU SERIOUS LADY!!! make me waste my whole day waiting to go to yours then you go and say you cant come!! ARGHHHHH There are so many rude and cruel things i would say to you right now but im not allowed to. Oh and i know you used me just to get closer to Peter1. You always say that your real close with all the boys but when you're not there they tell me that they just use you to get money off you. And its funny because when they ask you for some money to borrow you give them like $10 each and then when i ask you for money... the answers no i have to give it to the boys. oh who really gives a damn about you they dont even like you!!! ARRRRGH
anyways, here's a wonderful list for you.
Peter, you are:
-A BITCH!!!
-Backstabbing
-Ignorant
-Hypocritical
-Mean
-Cruel
-Two-faced
-Stupid
-You pretend to be someone you're not
-Hate-able
-Annoying
-A sheep
-And no-one in our group even likes you anymore.
Just to end this... I FRUCKING HATE YOU PETER!!!!! GO EAT A DONKEY!!
I just i wanted to say i hate you.
We WERE friends... no we WERE best friends. and i treated you the best i could and all you did was treat me like shit.
You seem like the nice girl that everyone wants to be friends with because you can never say no but when you get close to you... you're not that nice after all.You are always so nice and you always know how to make someone feel better but the one person that your not nice and kind too... is me... your best friend. You alwys say 'oh you're my best friend we'll be friends forever'.. but you know what i dont want that to happen... EVER. because even though im you're 'best friend' when someone more popular and prettier than me comes along, im out of the picture. Then when you two eventually become really good friends you come back to me and im too nice to say no so i let you back in to my life and treat you the best i possibly can... then BOOM. it happens again, some new chick has come to school and you ditch me for her... again. the the whole thing happens replays exactly the same way... and then again... and then again. And yet im still to scared to tell you to back off because i dont know what youll do to me. on the outside you seem like a nice pretty girl that wouldnt hurt a fly... but on the inside, you're a back stabbing bitch that deserves to never have any friends again until you learn how to treat the one person thats always been there for you. When we plan something you're like oh ok come to mine... 2 hours before i come over... ' Oh i havent asked my mum yet so i dont think i can go' WTF ARE YOU SERIOUS LADY!!! make me waste my whole day waiting to go to yours then you go and say you cant come!! ARGHHHHH There are so many rude and cruel things i would say to you right now but im not allowed to. Oh and i know you used me just to get closer to Peter1. You always say that your real close with all the boys but when you're not there they tell me that they just use you to get money off you. And its funny because when they ask you for some money to borrow you give them like $10 each and then when i ask you for money... the answers no i have to give it to the boys. oh who really gives a damn about you they dont even like you!!! ARRRRGH
anyways, here's a wonderful list for you.
Peter, you are:
-A BITCH!!!
-Backstabbing
-Ignorant
-Hypocritical
-Mean
-Cruel
-Two-faced
-Stupid
-You pretend to be someone you're not
-Hate-able
-Annoying
-A sheep
-And no-one in our group even likes you anymore.
Just to end this... I FRUCKING HATE YOU PETER!!!!! GO EAT A DONKEY!!
I HATE PETER WHO IS A SELF-ABSORBED INTERNET-HUMPER
FUCK YOU PETER.
Do even get how much hatred and loathing is squeezed into those two words, only to have them fall on fat, dumb ears like yours?
You're the reason I want to kill myself. Yes, you. You make me hate people so much because you're cheap and petty, trying to act like you don't care when you have no fucking clue what it is like to live alone and depressed. Fucking patronizing, self-absorbed, internet-humping shithead. Now I know why everyone fucking hates you. You're a squirming little dickworm and when I told you I hope you get depressed and suicidal I meant it. Peter, if you were worth the insignifigant amount of time I actually spent on you I wouldn't be here right now. Live a little, smoke some herb, snort some powder and THEN tell me what love is, because you have no fucking clue.
And YOU! PETER! just fucking leave me alone!!! For fucks sake get out of my life! I don't care if you don't think I'm ready to be an adult, I've experienced more in 6 months than you ever will in your puny, insipid life. You betrayed me in the worst way possible, and I will never, ever forgive you for that. I'd rather be in foster care than with you right now. STOP trying to shove medication down my throat. STOP trying to get the doctors to put me back on in-patient. STOP asking me if I'm on drugs or cutting myself. STOP lying to me about getting me the documents I need and then saying I have no responsibility.
I wouldn't hate you so much if you just loved me the way I need to be loved. But, I guess that's just too much to ask from you Peter.
But the biggest reason I hate you Peter is that even when I finish writing this and leave my computer screen, nothing will have changed between us.
Rant from The End of My Rope
Do even get how much hatred and loathing is squeezed into those two words, only to have them fall on fat, dumb ears like yours?
You're the reason I want to kill myself. Yes, you. You make me hate people so much because you're cheap and petty, trying to act like you don't care when you have no fucking clue what it is like to live alone and depressed. Fucking patronizing, self-absorbed, internet-humping shithead. Now I know why everyone fucking hates you. You're a squirming little dickworm and when I told you I hope you get depressed and suicidal I meant it. Peter, if you were worth the insignifigant amount of time I actually spent on you I wouldn't be here right now. Live a little, smoke some herb, snort some powder and THEN tell me what love is, because you have no fucking clue.
And YOU! PETER! just fucking leave me alone!!! For fucks sake get out of my life! I don't care if you don't think I'm ready to be an adult, I've experienced more in 6 months than you ever will in your puny, insipid life. You betrayed me in the worst way possible, and I will never, ever forgive you for that. I'd rather be in foster care than with you right now. STOP trying to shove medication down my throat. STOP trying to get the doctors to put me back on in-patient. STOP asking me if I'm on drugs or cutting myself. STOP lying to me about getting me the documents I need and then saying I have no responsibility.
I wouldn't hate you so much if you just loved me the way I need to be loved. But, I guess that's just too much to ask from you Peter.
But the biggest reason I hate you Peter is that even when I finish writing this and leave my computer screen, nothing will have changed between us.
Rant from The End of My Rope
I HATE PETER WITH THE DUMB FACE AND FAKE VOICE
I hate you so much. I hate every aspect of you, your dumb face , your fake voice, everything.
Even though you're my best friend. Or so you think you were.
Let's start from the root of all the trouble.
Starting this year, after I came back from my holiday, you were practically annoying. Everything I did, you did too. Wherever I sat, you just had to sit beside. Wherever I went, it became a must for you to follow or something like that.
Then the first incident happened.
I got into deep shit with your beautiful companions.
They didn't like me. I didn't like them either.
They claimed you were a completely different person, and that I was changing you forcefully. What a likely story, since I was not the one who suggested things like, "Oh, you have xxxxxx too? I have them!!"
Then the second time I was so pissed at you I could have murdered you right there and then.
Thing is, you are nothing but one o the rest : copycat, a failure, worthless.
Everything I did, you had to do , so you can please the fact that "we're 'sisters'", even though we're not.
I just said that we had some things in common and then you decided to "merge" the both of us.
Seriously? Even twins are two fucking different people. If you don't know that, you're either really stupid or you're just a failure.
You said you weren't like one of those people who'd get jealous over who I talk to.
But you did. When me and Bunny were talking about our team players getting injured, you turned back and looked at us, with that fucking retarded/jealous look on your face, and then turned back and started to sit in your signature wristcutting position.
Another time, when I got too fed up with your retarded whining, I went over to Bunny to cool my anger off. Then to get my attention you decided to slit your wrist.
You're not me, you're not cool, you'r not the person you claim to be. In fact, I don't even know who you are, because you're a fucking two-faced retarded bitch who decides to stick around like a flea on a dog.
I admit, you're a great actress. But I'm tired of the drama, and I just want to leave.
I did change. I changed for the better good. I changed for my independence.
I want to move on to a better life with better people, so stop restraining me from leaving you and your "clique".
And if you can't accept the fact that I want to leave, and I want to change, then go ahead and slit your wrists and commit suicide. I don't care.
You can go ahead and have your clique rage at me, you can go ahead and backstab me, but remember, you're nothing, because you're just like anyone else, but you just fail harder at life.
Go to hell, bitch. Don't keep deluding yourself that I'm you're other half, you motherfucking bitch with an infatuation with who's better tha you.
I don't care if you die. Say I'm jealous, say I'm stupid, do everything, but I'm not jealous. I just ask for change. And the only change you're giving me is a change in attitude towards the better things.
Don't obstruct my path.
I will hate you more, Peter, if you do.
Even though you're my best friend. Or so you think you were.
Let's start from the root of all the trouble.
Starting this year, after I came back from my holiday, you were practically annoying. Everything I did, you did too. Wherever I sat, you just had to sit beside. Wherever I went, it became a must for you to follow or something like that.
Then the first incident happened.
I got into deep shit with your beautiful companions.
They didn't like me. I didn't like them either.
They claimed you were a completely different person, and that I was changing you forcefully. What a likely story, since I was not the one who suggested things like, "Oh, you have xxxxxx too? I have them!!"
Then the second time I was so pissed at you I could have murdered you right there and then.
Thing is, you are nothing but one o the rest : copycat, a failure, worthless.
Everything I did, you had to do , so you can please the fact that "we're 'sisters'", even though we're not.
I just said that we had some things in common and then you decided to "merge" the both of us.
Seriously? Even twins are two fucking different people. If you don't know that, you're either really stupid or you're just a failure.
You said you weren't like one of those people who'd get jealous over who I talk to.
But you did. When me and Bunny were talking about our team players getting injured, you turned back and looked at us, with that fucking retarded/jealous look on your face, and then turned back and started to sit in your signature wristcutting position.
Another time, when I got too fed up with your retarded whining, I went over to Bunny to cool my anger off. Then to get my attention you decided to slit your wrist.
You're not me, you're not cool, you'r not the person you claim to be. In fact, I don't even know who you are, because you're a fucking two-faced retarded bitch who decides to stick around like a flea on a dog.
I admit, you're a great actress. But I'm tired of the drama, and I just want to leave.
I did change. I changed for the better good. I changed for my independence.
I want to move on to a better life with better people, so stop restraining me from leaving you and your "clique".
And if you can't accept the fact that I want to leave, and I want to change, then go ahead and slit your wrists and commit suicide. I don't care.
You can go ahead and have your clique rage at me, you can go ahead and backstab me, but remember, you're nothing, because you're just like anyone else, but you just fail harder at life.
Go to hell, bitch. Don't keep deluding yourself that I'm you're other half, you motherfucking bitch with an infatuation with who's better tha you.
I don't care if you die. Say I'm jealous, say I'm stupid, do everything, but I'm not jealous. I just ask for change. And the only change you're giving me is a change in attitude towards the better things.
Don't obstruct my path.
I will hate you more, Peter, if you do.
I HATE PETER WHO CHOOSES TO IGNORE THAT WE OBVIOUSLY HAVE SOMETHING
Dear Peter, I hate you.
I hate how i gave you every last part of me. I hate you said you would never abandon me, but then you did. I hate how you use to text me late at night and tell me you cared about me, and now you pretend like that never happened. I hate how you make me feel like a retard for trying. I hate that you can make every last part of me crumble when you smile at me, and i hate how sometimes you can be so incredibly kind, and then a dick. I hate that you say you don't want to act like a dick, but then you do. I hate that we obviously have something, but you choose to ignore it. I hate that your girlfriend made you stop talking to me. I hate that i told you every last detail about all the things that have happened in my life, and now i feel stupid. I hate that your my boss. And i hate that you want to follow the rules. I hate that no matter how hard i try, how much i block my mind from you, you are always there, and you can so easily break down that wall. I hate that we have so much in common, and i hate that we use to be able to talk for hours about one thing. I hate that i see you every morning no matter what, because some how my routine clashes with yours. Most of all i hate how even after 8 months, i am still head of heels. I still get flustered when i see you. I hate how ignorant you are. I have never ever met anyone so complicated and hard to figure out, and i hope i never do again. The thing i hate more than anything, is that, despite everything you do, I love you.
I hate how i gave you every last part of me. I hate you said you would never abandon me, but then you did. I hate how you use to text me late at night and tell me you cared about me, and now you pretend like that never happened. I hate how you make me feel like a retard for trying. I hate that you can make every last part of me crumble when you smile at me, and i hate how sometimes you can be so incredibly kind, and then a dick. I hate that you say you don't want to act like a dick, but then you do. I hate that we obviously have something, but you choose to ignore it. I hate that your girlfriend made you stop talking to me. I hate that i told you every last detail about all the things that have happened in my life, and now i feel stupid. I hate that your my boss. And i hate that you want to follow the rules. I hate that no matter how hard i try, how much i block my mind from you, you are always there, and you can so easily break down that wall. I hate that we have so much in common, and i hate that we use to be able to talk for hours about one thing. I hate that i see you every morning no matter what, because some how my routine clashes with yours. Most of all i hate how even after 8 months, i am still head of heels. I still get flustered when i see you. I hate how ignorant you are. I have never ever met anyone so complicated and hard to figure out, and i hope i never do again. The thing i hate more than anything, is that, despite everything you do, I love you.
I HATE PETER WHO THINKS MY LIFE IS ALL ABOUT HIM
Peter, I hate you because you think my life is all about you.
I hate you because you think you are always fucking right.
I hate you because all you talk about is boobs and sex.
I hate you because you think every status on facebook, every single time I cry is because of YOU.
I hate you because you always talk about me.
I hate you because you turn your friends against me.
I hate you because you think you're so hot.
I hate you because your ego is oh so big.
I hate you because you won't listen and start cursing all the time.
I hate you because you think I still care about you!
I hate you because you think you are always fucking right.
I hate you because all you talk about is boobs and sex.
I hate you because you think every status on facebook, every single time I cry is because of YOU.
I hate you because you always talk about me.
I hate you because you turn your friends against me.
I hate you because you think you're so hot.
I hate you because your ego is oh so big.
I hate you because you won't listen and start cursing all the time.
I hate you because you think I still care about you!
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
I HATE PETER WHO IGNORED ME AFTER ACTING LIKE HE CARED ABOUT ME
I hate you Peter, for asking me out and then not talking to me, for ignoring me after you acted like you cared about me. I hate you, and the sad thing is, i still love you:[. I'm gonna wait untill you break up with me, but i hatehatehatehatehatheathate you. i wish i could be dne with you. i wish you didnt have to do this:[
Tried&failed in texas
Tried&failed in texas
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