the person who once destroyed my life,
is back again.
trying to steal him away from us, again.

if it’s not him,
then we would’ve been the only thing that he concern about.

it’s all his fault.
I hate him, so much.
So much that I sometimes wanted to kill him.
He is smiling now.
because he is all his.
not ours anymore.
that weirdo.
that abnormal bitch.

he’s now happily talking to him.
pathetically gay.
disgusting,
revolting and nauseating.

talking and laughing.
I can’t possibly bear with that anymore.
maybe, I should just leave.
once again,
he successfully ruined my family, my life.
-David.


and dont even think that I’m the weird one,
cuz we all know, that no-one likes him.