And the crazy thing is? I fucking trusted you. I trusted you when you said you wouldn't fuck me over like everyone else and that you wouldn't turn back into who you were. But here we are. You turned on me and lied about everything. I hate you. I hate you for what you did to me. You made me fall in love with the person you made me believe you were. But that isn't you, no where close. You're a self absorbed monster. You do drugs as an excuse to tear people down just so say you don't remember it the next day or "didn't mean it." But you did. And you do. You are the worst kind of person. You are manipulative, and evil, and backstabbing, and unfaithful, and untrustworthy. You are a murderer. You stabbed me in the back with your actions and snapped my neck because it wasn't good enough. You shattered my heart even though all I wanted to do was love you. I still do. I still love you. And that's why I hate you.