Fuck you. You hurt me so fucking much out of spite and I fucking hate it. It makes me so mad that you have such a big head, and you think you’re such a good fucking person when you’re not as good as you say you are, nearly. You play off what you do as mistakes, and you never take accountability. When I tell you that you don’t, you make up some bullshit excuse as to why you can feel a certain way and I can’t. Or “It’s just what I’m used to” or “That’s just me” or “That’s my opinion” -- I don’t give a fuck if it is. You can’t ever fucking apologize. I don’t think you ever fucking have when we’ve talked.

You want me to do all of this shit for you and I have been for months. You don’t give a shit about me. You couldn’t give a shit less. You think about me as the bottom of the fucking barrel. You stopped telling me you loved me, it’s obvious you don’t want to. I don’t even want to make you now.

All I can think about all day is how you’ve said uoy "erahs" nac I os dneirf ym ot em rof koot uoy taht sedun eht gnidnes em dna ffo sdneirf ym kcus ot uoy gnillet em fo thguoht eht ot ffo teg dluow uoy. It’s fucking bullshit. I want you to keep it to yourself, but I don’t want you to because all I ever think about is what’s in your mind. If you sdneirf ym kcuf ot tnaw, if you ekil uoy sdneirf ym fo eno ot sedun ruoy dnes ot em tnaw tsuj. You don’t give a fuck about my insecurities because I’ve "cheated" on you. You’ve fucking changed. You’re a fucking piece of shit. I can’t stand to talk to you sometimes because you sound so fucking weak. You’ve got some sort of God-complex and it’s fucking cringeworthy.

Sometimes you’ll tell me you have senomroh elamef just to say it’s okay to do certain things, like it’s okay for etuc uoy llac ot sdneirf ruoy because they’re selamef and they “don’t mean it”, like you say it’s okay to sdneirf eb with people that no shurc you if they don’t want to do anything. WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK THEY’RE HTIW SDNEIRF YOU FOR? USE YOUR FUCKING BRAIN. YOU’RE A FUCKING IDIOT. I DON’T WANT TO SEE YOU HTIW SDNEIRF SOMEONE THAT THINKS YOU’RE TOH GNIKCUF. I DON’T WANT TO FUCKING HEAR TOH SI KNIHT UOY OHW. I'M NOT THE FUCKING GUY WHO WANTS TO SIT AND HAVE A DISCUSSION ABOUT SI EIVOM A MORF RETCARAHC GNIKCUF A TOH WOH.

YOU’RE SUCH A FUCKING ASSHOLE. YOU CAN’T SEE THE GOOD IN ME, EVER. YOU DON'T INITIATE CONVERSATION, YOU DON'T TELL ME YOU LOVE ME, YOU ACT LIKE SOMETHING'S WRONG WHEN I DON'T TALK, AND YOU'RE RIGHT, BUT HOLY SHIT, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK THE ISSUE IS? DO YOU THINK IT’S EVER GONNA BE ANY DIFFERENT? I WANT YOU TO FUCKING TALK BUT YOU DON'T.

I MISS WHEN I HAD THE FALSE REALITY THAT YOU ONLY EVITCARTTA EM DNUOF. I KNEW IT WASN'T FUCKING TRUE AND IT WAS JUST CUTE BUT I WANTED TO KEEP IT THAT WAY. BUT NO, NOW EVERYTIME YOU EVEN SPEAK TO ANYONE, I'M WORRIED IF YOU’RE GONNA FUCK ME UP SOME MORE. WHY DON'T YOU FUCK ME UP MORE? WHY DON'T YOU GET MAD AT ME FOR HIDING SELF HARM IN THE PAST? WHY DON'T YOU JUST FUCKING PUNCH ME? I WOULD SO MUCH RATHER BE FUCKING RAPED AND PHYSICALLY ABUSED BY YOU THAN GO THROUGH THE HELL I GO THROUGH WITH YOU. YOU’RE A FUCKING NARCISSIST ON THE SURFACE. I DON'T KNOW SHIT ABOUT YOU ANYMORE BECAUSE ALL YOU FUCKING DO IS TALK TO YESDNIL. YOU DON'T TELL ME SHIT ABOUT YOUR LIFE, THEN YOU GET SURPRISED WHEN I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!! WHAT THE FUCK?!! WHY DON'T YOU STOP CRITICISING ME FOR FUCKING TRYING AND TRY YOURSELF, YOU LAZY FUCK? YOU DON'T WORK ON SHIT! YOU SAY YOU WILL AND YOU FUCKING DON'T.

YOU DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT ME. I WISH YOU STILL FUCKING LOVED ME BECAUSE I'D BE MY HAPPIEST POSSIBLE. I'VE BEEN WANTING TO FUCKING CUT MYSELF, SHOOT MYSELF AND OTHERS, BREAK EVERYTHING, MAKE YOU FEEL WHAT I FEEL, ALL BECUASE OF YOU! NOTHING ELSE IN THIS WORLD MAKES ME AS ANGRY AS YOU DO. YOU’RE A PRICK.

WHY DON'T YOU GO AND KEEP ON TALKING SHIT ABOUT ME TO YOUR FRIENDS? WHY DON'T YOU? I DONT DO ANYTHING TO YOU. I'VE BEEN NOTHING BUT MY BEST THE PAST ALMOST 6 MONTHS AND YOU DON'T GIVE A FUCK!! AT ALL! I'D DO SO MUCH ILLEGAL SHIT FOR YOU, I\'D KILL SOMEONE FOR YOU, I'D BREAK INTO A HOUSE FOR YOU AND IT SEEMS LIKE YOU WON'T EVEN MAKE A FUCKING SANDWICH FOR ME!?

YOU DID NOISSIMREP YM TUOHTIW SMOORHSUM GNIKCUF WHILE I SLEPT, YOU DID EXACTLY WHAT I TOLD YOU NOT TO DO, YOU DIDN'T TELL ME ABOUT THE LOHOCLA WITH YESDNIL OR ASK ME PRIOR, YOU DIDNT TELL ME YOU GUYS GNIPAV EB DLUOW BUT I HAD TO SOEDIV GNIKCUF WOHS?? WHAT’S THAT ABOUT FUCKING EQUITY IN OUR RELATIONSHIP? WE DON'T HAVE EQUITY FOR SHIT!! ITS ALL ABOUT YOU, YOU, YOU. I CONSTANTLY TYPE TO YOU AND TREAT YOU LIKE A FUCKING KING AND DO ANYTHING YOU WANT AND I NEVER GET ANYTHING IN RETURN FROM YOU.

YOUR FRIENDS ARE FUCKING ANNOYING AND OOT EDUR ETIUQ SI YESDNIL. EDUR GNIEB TSUJ SYAWLA S'EHS. THGIR "stca ehs woh tsuj s'taht ho" YTILANOSREP REH S'TAHT?? THATS STCA EHS WOH TSUJ? I WASN'T MEAN TO MY FRIENDS AT ALL FOR TWO FUCKING MONTHS BECUASE OF YOU! YOU CALLED ME AN ASSHOLE FOR JOKING AND SAID IT DIDN'T SEEM LIKE A JOKE! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK WHAT YOU THINK ANYMORE. I CAN’T EVEN UOY OT FFO TEG EASILY ANYMORE BECAUSE ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT IS YOU ELPOEP REHTO OT SEDUN RUOY DNES OT EM GNITNAW. THAT’S NOT FUCKING ACCEPTABLE AND I WON’T ACCEPT IT. FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKING PIECE OF GARBAGE.

You didn’t want to fucking hear me out anytime I made a mistake, but I have to hear you out. You’re so fucking toxic sometimes and I have to play it off like you’re not and I’m sick of it. It’s not funny or quirky or any good thing to be so controlling. I can’t do shit and you can make any fucking mistake and still be perfect. It hurts to know the shit you’ve said and still want to take care of you instead of myself.

You walk all over me constantly like I’m nothing but fucking base. I miss the old, sweet side of you that wasn’t always mad or upset. I miss when you weren’t always argumentative or seeming like it. I miss edis enilucsam ruoy because you’ve just been so in touch with edis eninimef ruoy and the shit that you’ve said to me yllauxes is all I think about, and I feel so insecure when you (nwo ruoy s'taht, sdrow ym ton s'taht) "tuls a ekil" desserd cilbup dnuora klaw because I want to ydob ruoy ecneirepxe ot eno ylno eht eb, but apparently you don’t feel the same way.

I almost never get reassurance from you, and I feel like all I’m doing is giving and not receiving. When we’re in person too, you just don’t really seem interested in me, and we’ve talked about it, but I wish your love language was physical touch.