I have never in my life wanted to hurt someone as much as I want to hurt you.
Emotionally, or physically. It doesn't even matter at this point. I'd settle for either.
You have no fucking right. How dare you attempt to do this to me. You stupid little cunt.
I haven't spoken to you in nearly a month,and you have the audacity to attempt to sabotage something I've been working to maintain since I was 11 years old?
I called Dave last night, sobbing and angry. Angry because you can't leave shit alone. I don't care if your hurt . You deserve every little ounce of hurt you feel. I'm not sorry for what " I did". I'm not sorry you have no confidence, and I'm not the least bit remorseful that you're never going to achieve your goals because you're a dumb bag of shit.
I felt slightly better when I talked to MY family. When they told me that blood was thicker than water. Thicker than anything. And that if I hate someone, they hate that someone too. I feel as if I've joined the mafia. And for your sake, you had better hope I never do. So much for " I really wanna see you guys again"? Isn't it? Dave jumped to my defense , saying " You are my biological daughter. Thats everything to me. Ellen knows not to go against the family, thats why she never told me about what was going on. Rest assured she and I will be having a serious talk when she comes home"
I told him to leave it alone. Don't feed the flames.
I have worked to maintain a certain level of sanity ever since I got back into contact with them. Everyday it's a balancing act. It made my life more confusing. It made emotions that you'll never experience take over my brain, seep out of my ears, and pollute my everyday life.
And then, in a moment of anger, jealousy, and bitterness , you decide you're going to "hit me where it hurts"?
You don't care how our relationship has failed? That's a dirty filthy lie. If you didn't care, you wouldn't have done these things that you've done.
How dare you claim to "know the truth"
You know nothing. You ARE nothing.
Nothing nothing nothing. You mean nothing to me.
I am writing this to save myself from literally punching the shit out of every somewhat valuable object in my room.
My hands were trembling and my face was hot.
You will never have such power over me again.
And if I see you doing this again.
I will create a problem.
Oh I will fucking get you, you piece of lowly , dumb, shit.
