xxvi. minus the fact that you hate me...

... my life is pretty damn great. I'm not lying at all, I'm being completely honest. I wish you didn't hate me but I can't change how you're feeling especially because you wont even speak to me. If you're going to listen to someone else's interpretation of something just to get laid or get attention then that's fine, I guess you weren't the person I thought you were. It's so funny that I'm even wasting my breathe on this and all you're not even going to read it. The only people who will are the ones who think it's ridiculous that I'm even holding onto the thought of being friends with you. They think I'm stupid for wanting to and I don't blame them, if I was in their shoes I would think I was a complete idiot. To be honest the only reason I'm holding on to anything is cause somewhere in the back of my mind I feel like you still sorta care, but really I think I'm just delusional and stupid. Well in case you read this, have a nice life it was great knowing you to bad you don't want to be friends, it could have been a lot of good times.

with love.