It hurts, it burns even.

The sun is rising and I promise myself..

Tomorrow.. Tomorrow.. Tomorrow..

That will be the day this will all end.

I will stop this.

I am in charge of this.

I will literally run the bad thoughts of you from my mind.

Run until I am so exhausted.. you are the furthest thing from me.

You fuck my friends like I never mattered.

I lose respect for them almost as much as I have for you.

The people in my life are garbage.

You have made them garbage.

I hate you.

I want to move, leave, escape you.

I will try.

I will try my hardest.

I hope your faults destroy you.