• I think I hate you...

    I poured out my soul,
    & gave you my heart
    But you tore me into pieces
    Like you’ve perfected the art
    I thought I could trust you
    I thought we were close
    But I guess you don’t know the meaning of
    “Bros before hoes”
    Well I hope that they hurt you
    & break the new fake you
    Because b*tch, when you need me
    For an ear to listen
    I won’t be around to give you advice
    Then you’ll know what you’re missin’
    No more will I fall
    For your dirty naive little mind f*cks
    Our friendship was a waste
    I don’t wish you the best of luck.
    a*****e. (: