You, again:

What makes you think I wanted to? Is everything really my fault? Well of course it is! You couldn’t possibly have been the problem.. It was anything but you. Am I right?

I don’t know why I’m doing this. Don’t I owe it to myself to forget? But being the selfless, idiot I am, I will honor your wish, at least for now.

So, how’s life? No, don’t answer that.. I’m pretty sure I can answer that myself. You are sitting on your lazy ass trying your best (which may I add isn’t very impressive) to hold in the laughter. I’m hilarious, right? Oh, wait. Now you’re quietly chuckling to yourself, amused by my irritability.

You always loved to see me angry, even in pain. Your eyes would always light up when the tips of my ears would start to turn red. Always picking fights…

I swear! If that laughter gets any louder I will personally make it stop, for good!!! Scratch that. I meant… just shut up.

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