You’re horrible to me.. Either you’re ignoring me or you’re probably lying to me. Making up excuses not to see me. Man up, you fucking coward. Tell me the truth. You make me switch between being miserable or being violent. At the moment I wish for nothing else than to see your face bloody and bruised. I want to see you hurt and I wish to be the one who hurts you. The worst part, I still like you.