you and me

so angry, so angry. Like I'm some kind of fucking driver. Wherever you wanna go, whatever you wanna do, all I have to do is say "Yes, master". I hate it.

Enough already that you're arrogant. I hate that even more. You don't respect anyone unless they are of some use to you. Everyone tries to trust you, but you take that for granted. I hate that. And when you argue with me, OF COURSE YOU'RE FUCKING RIGHT, I NEVER WAS. "There, in your face, bitch."

You're stupid for thinking you're smart. You're fucking stupid.

So am I for being the bigger fucker among us both. And so angry at myself for being so. I wish I didn't exist sometimes. Such a stupid, disgraceful specimen should be wiped off the face of the earth.

I wish I wasn't so hateful. I hate you so much I condemn you sometimes to a horrible lesson that will teach you what you need to know. haha, knowing this I'll probably go straight to Hell for being so mean. After all, its the thought that counts.

Sometimes I wish I was violent too, I would let no one trample over me and beat the crap out of them if they tried to challenge me. Even if it was just words that started everything. I admit, I've thought about hospitalizing you with my bare hands if I could.
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Moral of the story: I'm just useless. Don't know how people can see the good in me (or whatever there is in me) when I can't.