You never had truth like this before.

It would make you so happy

If I would fade away,

They think it’s so funny… I wonder if they’ll keep laughing when they’re cleaning my blood off thier faces… All the lies they spit, all the effort to see me twist and turn in pain. Feeding me hope as it burns me from the inside out. Ask yourself what kind of person does that? They call me a monster, fine I’ll take it. They call me worth less, ok I am. They call me only when they want me cuz they dont care. I’m a rotting corpse to them… The old toy that they can’t remember why they even bothered with. The laugh at how I suffer… Living thier lives like parasites, moving…growing…consuming. Disgusting, but they point and laugh at me cuz I’m stuck. I’m alone and they know it and they cherish every…bleeding…moment. They want me to break, but will they be ready? Who am I kidding… They don’t care, they’ll wipe my blood off, toss my body in a gutter a laugh cuz they finally won. I could tear them to pieces, make them suffer and feel terror for thier sins… But that won’t matter cuz then I’m truly alone.

I grow sick from the pain, the anger… The fury. A fire burning, consuming me…and they don’t care. They’re watching….laughing.

Those Pretty Little Liars deserve to die! In time…in time, I’ll go first. Just like last time, what’s another rip in my arm?