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You make me so fucking mad and I don’t even know you. You started everything when you know you shouldn’t have and you knew you’d hurt him. And you think you’re so much better than everyone else because you’re religious? Bull fucking shit. You’re a shitty person. You disgust me.
Oh, really? That’s what you need, Zachary? That’s funny because you have that. You’ve had that since the day we became friends. So quite honestly, I don’t think that’s what you need. It may be what you think you need but obviously you haven’t been making the right choices for yourself. You’re always telling me how self destructive I am because I drink and smoke weed, when in reality you’re the self destructive one for pushing all of your friends away and making yourself all alone. How do I know I’m right? You’re miserable and I’m having the time of my fucking life with incredible people. Sure, there’s times where I miss the hell out of you and cry about it but I can pick myself back up. You piss me off so fucking much sometimes, especially with shit like this. You complain about how you need someone. NEED. Didn’t you used to tell me I didn’t need you and I shouldn’t need anyone besides myself? Maybe you should take your own advice. Because I promise you won’t find anyone until you fix yourself. I love you more than anyone else in this world, but sometimes you’re just a fucking idiot and need to see what’s right in front of you. Even if it’s not me.So fucking true.
Dat troof.
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