How could I have done that to him? Because of me, he’s dead! I can still see the image in my head of him hanging from the ceiling. Just the other day we were all lovey-dovey, buying each other presents and food and making funny jokes with each other. He loved me so truly and I just…
Threw it away? Quite precisely. You thought he’s like the others, but you were wrong, wrong, wrong. Ha! You really have trust issues, even with the closest of friends and your family. You’re a failure to our society. A girl like you doesn’t deserve the popularity you have. The only reason you get all that attention is because the guys fall for you thinking the same thing you did: you’re just like the others.
I won’t believe your hateful words. You’ll never understand how many guys have obliterated my heart. You’ll never understand how many stitches it took for my heart to be sown into something which barely made it look whole. You think love is something disposable, but you’re the one who’s dead wrong.
Is that so? Did I lead to a guy’s death? Did I misjudge him for an absolute shithead? Did I sadistically play with his emotions like a cat with a mouse? I think the answer is self-explanatory. You thought he was stronger than that. You thought he was different, yet the same. Now tell me, you think I’m the one in the wrong? First of all, I’m not even in control. I may be a part of you, but I don’t control you.
Good. If you were in control of me, then I’d probably be the one with a noose around my neck. It’s like you’re absolutely useless. Why are you here? Why do you exist? Why can’t you just fuck off and find yourself a different victim. What do I care if I played with his emotions? It’s not like he wasn’t planning to do that himself.
You keep thinking that. Go through another five dudes like a bullet. You create loud noise to catch their attention and when they accept you into their heart, you simply rip through them and move on to the next guy. In fact, I think there’s a word to describe someone like you: a SLUT.
Don’t you fucking dare call me a slut. Just who do you think you are? Do you actually think that no one’s done this before? Pff, you’re more simple-minded than I expected. People have done this in the past, are still doing it and will always do it, as long as the Human race lives.
Yeah, wouldn’t the annihilation of the Human race be just so amazing and beneficial? So much stupidity would disappear from this universe, it would be beautiful. I really can’t wait until that happens.
I’d like to point out that if I die, then so do you.
Good, that’ll kill two birds with one stone.
You think you’re not to blame, but in reality, you’re fully to blame. Wanna know why? Where were you when I was doing those horrible things to him? Where were you when I first met him? Where were you when I EVER ACTUALLY NEEDED YOU?! You were always there to point out my wrongs and make me feel bad about myself, and I would always put up with it. That ends now!!
Not so talkative now, are you? Maybe the blood pouring out of my chest will bring me my death, but at least you’re silent. I don’t have to listen to your poisonous speeches anymore. You’re gone. You’re nothing. Your words meant nothing. But, since you were a part of me… Did that mean that my life also meant nothi-
Author’s Note: I hope you enjoyed this piece!
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