25-8-2014
Attack me when you feel I'm at my lowest, make me feel worse than I already did before. It all means nothing at this point, I'll get over it, I'll remember your words and carry them to my grave. I'll get my revenge, when you have no feet left to stand on, when you consider me your friend away, when you need me, to help you survive, I'll give you all that you gave me. I'll break your legs twice, I'll stomp on your heart. It all means nothing to me. I've wavered, yes, my heart was shortly intoxicated by your kind words, but it's sobered up. I don't need your kindness anymore, I don't need your company anymore. I need nothing of you, or anyone else. I once considered you my friend, I once opened up to you, but you threw dirt in my face, and blinded me, and I allowed you. But not anymore. I'll put up with your words, your actions, let you fall for it, I'll let you believe I'm all under your spell, but the moment, you need something or someone, I'll be there, to dig you a grave, one deeper than the one you dug for yourself. I'll be there, to break all that was left unbroken, I'll be there to make everything twice as bad. To kill you without even hesitating.
Don't underestimate me though. Once that's all over, I will also be the one putting flower down on top of your grave, telling you how much  I loved you. Because I once did, but you took advantage of me. You hurt me. I'll kill you, and I'll grieve, like never before.Â











