I'm not desperate but I'm blogging anyway. Some people think I'm a "despo"....

You want to help someone? Instead of getting a good response like, " Go ahead and do that!" you get criticized! You get angry at someone you get encouraged instead of being descouraged. I'm not blaming my personality on anyone, I'm just describing other peoples personalities! Like *cough cough* ....never mind.

Oh my God! People are desperate. People are hungry for power. But you... You disgust me. You make me feel like you don't have a good side in you. You feel jealous but that's a mutual feeling. But no one is that jealous! What is wrong with you? You never want to see me happy. You can't bear it. When I'm happy you're burning. It hurts you to see me happy. When we're alone your fine but God forbid we be like that infront of anybody. Your "popularity" will fall if someone sees you with me right? Your life and your ways make me want to vomit! You'll never become the old you and the old you was much better then the new you. You will never be able to get a good life if you torture other people. Mark my words.

Feeling like it's all my fault? Not at all. So why the blame? Why the accusations? Who do they think they are? What did I do? Told the truth? Did the truth hurt you? I asked you a simple question. You didn't answer. I begged. You ignored. I cried. You went on with life. But when I turned away you held your hand out and told me to join you. Well it's too late now! You want me now? Why not before? You enjoy attention? Ha! Don't you get enough of it? You enjoy pain? You make me feel it everyday. Happy? You want something I can't give you right? You want a perfect person who will worship you day and night. Did you get that person? No! Because no perfect person exists on the face of this Earth! You said you were mine. Then what happened? Did someone else buy you with their looks or their brains? You gave me a reason to hate you. A reason I will never be able to move away from my mind. And my heart. I wanted just one teeny tiny thing. Why couldn't you give it to me? You stole something from me. Give it back! Give me the thing I treasure most. Please... Dont torture me everyday the way you do. With just one look. That look filled with hatred. My life will go on and I promise you that. But remember this. One day, you'll be begging on your knees for me.