I hate you – for hating me.

How can you hate me? You don’t know, you don’t know who I am or how I am. You just hate me cause you’re a condescending bitch that decided that all other females are whores and out to hurt you or steal your guy.
You are the looser and the bitch, and your the one with a pathetic life that has to ruin others to have fun.
But how can you hate me or despite me for the only thing I done wrong is being born female. And your so petty and unsure of your own pathetic little you that you have to dictate peoples life’s and pick who your husband or boyfriend get to talk to. Cause ofc all girls are whores, like you maybe, that’s only out to get laid.

But what a pathetic life – you must have a lot of issues.

I hope all your guys turn gays …. since you don’t let them talk to girls or females. I hope they cheat on you with a guy instead just to fuck up your pathetic little mind even more.

Cause your the true losers. You cant see what you have and treasure it so you abuse it and end up more or less harassing and make your family prisoners. Until you one they loose them anyway, with out cheating on you. Just cause the prison life got to much.

I pitty you, you hate me. You make me wanna hate you – but all you deserve is pitty…

Friends? Whats the price?

They say true friends don’t cost anything. They say true friends conquer everything. They say say true friends is for everyone to find.
Are there anyone left? Have all the True Friends been used up and disposed of?

You say you want to only want to be my friend, and you don’t want to hurt me or push me or make me do anything against my will.
So why are you trying to own me and rule me? You cant be my friend, if all you want is to change me and make me something I’m not.
If you want a friend – a true friend. You have to accept them as they are and respect the fact that they are different and unique.
But what do you do? You pick on me and try to change me to please you. And for you to get your will. And all to make you happy.

How can I be your friend? If the price is all mine, my happiness and my sanity? Friends don’t own each other, they respect each other. I might be lonely and sad, but don’t think I’m so desperate that I will let you own me.
If your my friend, you respect me.
If your my friend, you like me for who I am.
If your my friend, you don’t dictate me.
If your my friend, you don’t try to own me.
If your my friend, you don’t insult me and call me names.
If your my friend, you have patience with me.

That’s to much to ask? Maybe? But its the truth. I give you a second chance and you only hurt me again. I am always willing to believe that people can like me and maybe one day someone will, but what’s the price? What do friendship cost? Its not all that free…

Sticks and stones

Sticks and stones
may break my bones,
but words
can never hurt me.

What idiot said that? A broken bone will heal.
But I don’t think my heart and my trust ever will.
But it is funny, just laugh it away. I can’t. Ok so I am weak and I am pathetic, but thats me. And you make fun of me like my weaknesses is a toy for you to play with.

Break my bones, and I’ll be back running soon. Break my heart and break my trust, and you know your beaten me forever.
Most be so much more fun to humiliate and ruin some ones life,
than just break a bone.

Trust

How can I trust anyone? When all you do is backstabb me? I let you hurt me again and again and again, and I forgive you and believe you … And every time it goes a few days or a few weeks, and you hurt me again. your stories always sounds good and your excuses is hard to crack…  But I always end up getting the feeling your lying to me. It hurts to know I think your a friend, and you say you are, but you never act like it is true.

How can I trust you? You break your promises. You are a liar. You hide the truth to just end up hurting me even more. You avoid me and ignore me, until you think i forgotten and are in a forgiving mood. Why cant you see that this is why I don’t trust you, and you are ruining me and my life. If you are my friend and you say you are, and i cant even trust you how can i trust anyone ever again.

Every time you break a promise you break a part of my heart and my trust … You and the others have shattered my heart by now … It’s soon nothing left and you can’t just go get a new and start again.

I’m cold and distant and you think I’m to much work to bother getting close to … maybe you have a cure for my heart and my trust, if only your honest and kind. I’m not outgoing and social. I’m not cheerful and happy. All I get told is that I’m to bitch and harsh. I joke and I insult you, not cause I mean it, but to beat you to it. It’s better you mad at me for being rude, than that you get close enough to hurt me. I might loose you that way, but its better to loose you than to let you hurt me. If you was “for real” you would understand it and see it and stay …. but no one do.

And neither did you …