I have been INSPIRED to write an EMO/PISSY post! So that's what I'll do. Don't ask me why, don't ask me how, I will. It will be whited out. So the WHOLE WORLD can choose if they want to see it.

Thus starts the madness

I can't decide if I hate you. Should I? You spoiled everything, that day. Why couldn't I just NOT come? Why did YOU come? I can bury my head in my hands and scream like I'm doing now. But it's still the same. It still happened.

I am adamant that nothing happened, there was NO spark, there was NO love, there was NOthing. NOT AN IDIOT THING. I will not stoop so low to grant you that again.

I hate you, you know? Just as much as I allow myself to like you as a friend. I can't believe what you did to her. How could you? That's why you'll stay my friend forever. Because I won't let you do that to me.

But then again, if I ever do, I give you the permission to drop me immediately. Just so I can curl into myself and destroy my mind with the regret and the self-loathing. Just so I can scream "I told you so" over and over again. So I can hit myself, cut myself, and say loudly, brokenly, that it was all my fault.

You can smile and laugh. I can smile and laugh. But you probably never saw, that deep inside my eyes, there's something that burns so scarily. I can't figure out what it is. But even if I ever tell you this, face to face, and even if we survive as a "we" in the unforgiving world, I'll look in your face and see him, and you'd look in mine and see her.

We'll never be happy with anyone. Because the only one that really, truly matters, won't be with us. But I'm okay with that. Solitude's enough for me.

It better be enough for you.
That's it really. I'll post another...soon. After NaNoWriMo.