collateral damage

[butyourewrong]

you don't know how good you had it. any of you. anyone who sat in my face and yanked on my heartstrings then wondered why i disappeared the following day. anyone who laughed in my face then wondered why i only glare at them now. anyone who treated me like i was batshit then wondered why i make snark comments whenever they're around. it's on purpose, it wasn't an accident. you didn't take anything the wrong way. im deliberately going out of my way to let you know i hate you. i don't care if what happened was an accident, or if you didn't mean anything by it, or if it wasn't a big deal. im allowed to feel. my heart hates you, my brain does too, and my fists want to pummel you to the ground.


im the kind of kid that cant let anything go, but you wouldn't know a good thing if it came up and slit your throat..