I'm in a very creative mood today. i just want to get out my scrap book, and get going. i want to write for ages, and just get everything released.
you don't understand how good it feels to finally be rid of you. to be able to make other plans, and not worry you'll find out. i don't have to sneak around anymore, and i love the feel of being free. you don't understand how your pushing everyone away. look around, who have you got? I'm even turning your last friend against you. i realise that makes me sound like a bitch, but I'm not doing it in aim to hurt you, she just has a right to know all the stuff you've said about her. all the lies you've told about her. she needs to know, that she doesn't really know you. i take back my wish for happiness i gave you. i hope you live your ultimate downfall. i don't care about you anymore. if you want proof, just say something to me. I'm not going to back down any longer. I'm done. goodbye.

"hate is a strong word, but i really really really don't like you."