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I suppose you thought I was done, a good guess to be frank but that was just the start. Lets move on to what's really taking a stab at me at the moment. Realize in this one I'm not mad but I will come across that way. Fed up is the more appropriate way to say what is on my mind.

You have an issue with someone over your mistake, how dare you bring my name into it to save your ******** face! You think that it's okay to talk about me behind my back, say "yeah it's cool you did this but I got over that"? Who the hell do you think you are, so called "friend"? Not only do you say we're cool in one breath and then commit what could be considered a sin amungst a friend but you drag my name through the mud just to protect yourself.

Then say we're cool because I'm not suppose to know. ******** you kid, you're a card just for show. I've protected you and held my tongue more than you would ever be able to guess. Your little lines, your sweet sentiments are scripted and nothing too great.

Did you ever think what it would be like when you got here, when you met me face to face? You disrespect me enough, but you'd do it under my roof. Well I'm sorry bud but enough is enough. Had you stepped foot in my house and done half of what you have now I'd put you out without a second thought, the bridge is burned. oh but you're welcomed to come just know that there's a thin line between bitter hostility and fun.

To take my name in vain when I have not done to you a single thing. Have you really just lost your ******** mind. Man up to your mistakes don't try to make them mine. You silly little ******** of a "friend" I've said it once before and I'll say it again, this is where it ends.

You're a tool wrapped in pretty packaging: attempting to be nice, but when the time is right that's when you strike. I confided in you somethings and asked for your help, but you did not know the night I almost faded away was because of you and my inability to handle the betrayal you displayed. Of course you did not, because you blinded yourself. Just a fool for whatever pleases you, oh boy get over yourself.

I've grown tired, so tired that I'm awake to the games you play, you idiot yeah now it's time for a new day. I'm going to crush your hopes, and your dreams in the palm of my hand. Eat them, chew them up and defecate them all over the lands. Fair weather friend to the end. This is it and it's my stand.

Also how could you ever be mad at me, for expressing anything? Be it artistic or with my words, your a** chose to do what you did. What am I suppose to do pretend that these thoughts don't exist? Please! Don't be a moron I'll fight for what I want to my last breath and till the last one stands, if that means I lose a friend in the end oh well. I guess you weren't really worth keeping then.