To be fair and frank
I never truly addressed
The fact that you are no longer my friend.
You are not even a shell
of the person you once were.


I remember long ago
When I would see you in class you were the person I would partner up with.
We would talk incessantly
And had to be sepperated
I remember the birthday parties you attended
I remember the time I farted next to you and stood up to which you replied

"The smell floats"

I still chuckle at this.
I remember the one night I spent at your house.

I remember it all.

This person is dead.

I no longer think of you as a man

No, I can not even recognize you as a fellow human being.

You are, in fact; a worthless, shallow, selfish, disgusting thing

The level of disdain and animosity I carry towards you is rivaled only by the love I carry for the woman you so stupidly chose not to nurture and love properly.

You aren't worth words strung together in the beautiful way I would for the end of a honest friendship.

No
No
No

You are exactly like the songwriter in the band your knife tattoo is from.

****

You're the **** you skim off of soups with fatty meats because its very existence is actually detrimental to its surroundings.

I truly ******* hate you,

If I could do it legally

I would

Personally

Erase

you

The fact that you contact the person I love
Turns my mother ******* stomach,
Sickens me to blind rage.

You love, so fondly, playing mr. Steal-your-girl.
Try it again and I swear to whatever the ever loving God you may believe in.
That you will feel how much stronger I am than I was the night we wrestled twelve years ago.
It's not a threat.
It
Will
Happen.

I hope you die In The most gruesome way allowed by the universe.

-Sqid