Fed up~

Okay, let's start this easy. If you don't like swearing, then leave because I'm going on a rant.

Fuck you, WolfPack. Don't like it? Come get me.

Second: I've had enough. Enough what? I've had enough of this fucking hurt!
I've had enough knives shoved into my back and gut, so many pins being pressed into my heart and draining me of this crimson liquid. I've had enough of trusting people. I've had enough of even getting close to anyone.
Keep this in mind, if I find anything suspicious of anyone, any hint to wanting me hurt, I'm going to dropkick them from a cliff.

If anyone speaks to me from now on, also, stop the fucking pitty. If I'm your friend, speak to me as a friend, not a hurt little puppy, lost and without home.
I'm a human being, not a damn dog.

Keep that in mind when you decide to fuck up my torn heart even more.

Rant over.