- angry vents -


07.22.21

I can't believe what happened that night.
I can't believe you don't believe me. I will never forgive you if you do this.

04.05.21

it's been a month. a. whole. month. probably more. and you told me you'd get better. you told me you'd improve, that i was worth it. i'm clearly not. just say it to me, true. tell me how you feel. tell me how much you want to die. it's whatever really at this point. just sending me messages when you're drunk about how sorry you are for being a bad friend, and how i deserve so much better and how much you love me isn't enough. it's not getting better. when was the last time you really cared? you haven't asked in weeks.
i'm not even angry at this point, i've just given up.

10.04.21

Konrad. De e den.

08.04.21

i feel so used by you. i'm not going to sugarcoat it anymore. i feel so fucking used. like i'm only your friend when you need comfort, when you're sad, when you need to hear that you're not a bad friend. but i'm getting so tired of this. you always talk about how you're going to get better, that you love me, that you're trying, but are you?? i can't see it. because you don't fucking tell me. you only come to me when you're sad and you don't even listen to my advice. you deserve to get better, but you're just taking me for granted at this point. and it makes me kind of angry. sometimes i regret spending so much time trying to comfort you. i'm not expecting anything back when i'm there for you. but you really don't show me that you care about me at all. you don't text me for a week when i've tried starting a conversation multiple times and then all of a sudden you text me talking about how shit you are. you never tell me when you feel good, you never put in any effort when we hang out. i don't know i wish things were different. i'm sorry. i'm just fucking done. i'm done with toxic people. i'm tired tired tired of you. and your sorrys and i didn't mean too's. fuck off. you can't expect me to put up with your shit for so long when you ignore me for days or when you make everything about yourself. i hate to be the angry one, i hate feeling hurt by someone else. but i really do.





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