February 18th, 2009

You can forget about me being nice
or trying to be friends because apparently
I'm not as good as that
imbecilic sack of shit
you've decided is better than me.
I don't even want to see your face,
because apparently
anything you ever said means nothing,
and you're not as judgmental free
as you said you were, and
I'm sorry I even said yes to you in the first place.
My fingers are shaking I'm so angry that you've
rejected my offer of friendship.

Goodbye.