shit like this is the reason why "fuck you" was invented.

FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.

Have you not learned from anything I've taught you? To NOT be weak, to NOT let other people control your decisions, to NOT be stupid?!

I've gotten to the point where I don't really know what I want.
Life is really fucking great, but when you look underneath that thin layer of greatness there's chaotic bullshit feasting on the hearts of people I care about most. This is all poisoning me. Everything I've done to get this far, it's going away. I would say I won't let that happen, but it's fucking hard to keep my word to that right now.

I don't know.

I think I was meant to be alone.
Everything's gotten so FUCKED with everyone that it's just so weird to be intimate with another right now.

______: "You amaze me."
Sam: "How so?"
______: "Your wit and style and beauty."

That "your wit" added in there just made my night less spiteful.
Thank you, ______