It’s bullshit.

Bullshit how something, everything, was taken away.

Bullshit how I tried with a shitload of effort and it was rejected. Only to be shoved in my face.

Bullshit how I had built a bridge of trust, a passion for the one I love, and reached an equilibrium, only to be fooled yet again.

Ignorance got to me? I don’t fucking think so.

I did feel like a fucking idiot after that happened. Questioning every night from there on why it happened. Why it ended. Why death wanted her so badly.

Not only did it happen once, not only did something get taken away just once.

It keeps happening. It keeps on repeating itself.

What I want to ask is why?

Why the fuck do you want me to do all of this again?

What is the fucking point of giving me something I want and need and then force myself to purge every single memory with them, every single fucking thing associated with their name, and forget it happened?

You know what’s even more bullshit?

That you, out of all the people.

After all the shit I did for you.

After all that fucking observations you did making me look like I was a piece of shit.

After all the listening I had to fucking do just to make you feel better.

After all that nagging how your stupid ass boyfriend is making you unhappy

After all the shit I said to make you feel better.

You turn your fucking back.

“I knew you weren’t going to last!”

Are you fucking kidding me?

Really?

After opening myself up to you in such short time, after trusting you with my stories, experiences, and all that stupid shit?

I helped you gain confidence and then you fucking turn it against me?

You DOUBT my capabilities and adaptive skills and compare it to your pitiful effort you call “love?”

I helped you open your goddamn eyes to the world.

I can take it all away within a fucking second.

Honestly, this is how you fucking act?

You better be fucking joking or I’ll ruin your goddamn life.

I’ll remind you of every little shit you did that you regret doing in your whole life.

I’ll face your goddamn immature pile of shit boyfriend and tell him how unhappy he makes you and how sexual frustrations will eventually lead to your stupid dumbass into cheating on him.

I’ll open your eyes to the real me.

Merciless, brutal, ruthless, honest.

I want to show you what fucking happens when you say stupid bullshit like that.

To speak such ignorance on a subject you don’t know cannot, WILL not pass along without an act of justice.

I will make damn sure you get what’s coming.

To call you my “best friend” will be a sin.

You’re just like the rest of them.

I should have known from the start that you were fucking expendable.

Just like every single mother fucker I know.