Stop Fucking Bitching, stop fucking hurting me, stop fucking picking apart every little thing. I’m fucking in Chico struggling and I want a friend to talk to and all you can do is complain. I have turned down so many people here and said “NO” and I haven’t been searching. All I do is talk about you, scream for you, drink for YOU so if you are done then fucking get as far away as you possibly can because quite honestly I can’t take this. I love my life here but I would have loved for you to be in it. So cordially and politely as I can FUCK what you are putting me thru. Regardless of what I have done you are letting it fall thru. Your hair, your smile, your actions- I don’t see any sincerity and don’t blame me; you are DONE blaming me because today, Today in this moment, I am an awesome, amazing, pure human being. The only thing lackluster about me is the gleam in my eye that is now a fake smile.