sometimes i really fucking believed his lies, sometimes i really thought there was someone who actually loved me, someone who actually appreciated all of me, and not just the mask i put on. what did i do to deserve this? i put up with everything, i bought him stuff, i painted stuff, i dedicated 99% of my life to you and all you can say is "we're just better off friends." what the fuck bullshit is that? that's not fucking love, that's just another fucking leading a loveless fool on, truly i was. fuck everything that has to do with love, fuck it all. it was all too good to be true, it really is a bitch when you give all you ever could to someon