To the brim.

i why can't you just fucking speak up why can't you just fucking tell me what the hell is wrong huh can't you bloody stop it already i can't stand it like seriously please stop your shit it's making me puke i wanna slap your bloody face and grap you by the hands and shake some words out of you you moron you crap two million faced bastard asshole fuck this i'm wasting my time. fuck all the years we've spent since this is enough for you to salvage all that shit down the drain if you think it's worth it and that i at least meant something in your god forsaken life then bloody hell speak up bitch i can't stand your oh-nothing-hurts-me attitude like you own this world and youre the best damn thing that's happened to people well guess what right now youre the lowest living creature on this damned earth you can't even look me in the bloody eye huh yeah that's right you can't i'd rather you come straight at me and look at me hard and tell me straight up the grave mistake i've committed that made me deserve to recieve all this BULLSHIT from you. cos i'm filled up to the brim and it's not long before i overflow, you think youre the one with the shoulders being trampled upon ? OH, FUCK LAH please. save it save it just please let me out already unless youre just dying for several huge tight slaps across your face. ha ha ha i guess that's what you want then all the more fine with me.

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