Do you know how much I fucking hate you? Do you know how much I loved you? I guess not. Your one of the mainpeople who taught me how to love hard, harder than anything else Iever did...and you're the same motherfucker who broke my heart.I hate to admit how much I love you because it makes me seem so stupid, just like it seems so damn stupid that I'm sitting here writing about your ass TWO YEARS after the fact. Nothing that I can ever try to do will makeme forget you or the things you did for me. I guess that's what makes it so hard to hate you. You were so good to me when we were friends. Sowhat our relationship had its quirks, like the way we fought. ( I mean we foughtmade Chris and Rihanna look like love taps. ) But we were best friends andno one could tell us different, we cared too much about each other. UGH, I fucking loved everything about you. And now I hate you. Every moving.breathing living part of your body makes me hate you. Even the parts thatdon't move, like that spot on the back of your neck, where all the nerves in the human body connect. I can't believe you let some whack-ass, little ass BOY,fuck up the friendship that we worked on for three years. FUCK YOU! It's horrible, because we were so damn great together that our auras are still tiedup in each other. Everytime I go out I see your ass. ITS BEEN TWO DAMN YEARS!I haven't even had the oppurtunity to cope right, because when I try to go and have fun your name comes up, or I FUCKIN` SEE YOU. Just get over life, I need to get away from you. Maybe college will do us both some good, and I can cut you out of my life...for good. But damn, I still can't help but think of the good times...
YOUDAFUCKIN`BEST.
Some people are just great for you. You, my nigga,are like Vitamin C, I need you daily. You have always been there, evenwhen you didn't want to be. So subtly fitting your way into my life, it makesme smile every single time. Warning me about dumb niggas, guarding my heartas if I really was your sister. You know, I'm so selfish. I never even bother to find out what's going on with you. And even though it's hard for you to openup, I know if I asked, you'd probably tell me so much shit, I'd cry for not askingsooner. You truly are the best friend I've had. You never intruded, judged, or spared the harsh words. lol. But that's okay, as I've said countless times before,you keep me grounded, and I thank God for it. Thank you for being one of thepeople who inspired me to get saved. ( Thank your brother for me too. ) I know you hate when I call you best friend, but I don't have any other words for whatyou mean to me. You give 100% to make sure I'm happy, and although we've lost that tight bond we used to have, people still know we have a friendship not to be fucked with. You will be the best at whatever you do, as long as you rememberthat no one matters accept God and family. I care about you so much best friend. I love you, even if you and I never tell each other. I love you!!!!
wannabeBAIT.
So I really like you. I really am sorry that your feeling so badly,it's been going on for the entire week. Please get better Trevor.I hate to see good people feeling bad. Maybe you're having a period day, perfectly understandable. Even Superman had an off day or two. I'm praying for you, hoping you feel better, andhoping you can enjoy the blessings God has given you. It'd be selfish of me to go into details about the things I want from you so I won't. Have a good rest Trevor, life is continually blessing you.
CAN`TSTOPMISSIN`U.
Tyler Perry told me people come into your life, in the same way that a tree grows. You have seasonal folks,leaves branches, roots, and bark. I miss you. I can'tseem to figure out which one you were but which ever partof my tree that you were, I can't help but miss it. I meaneven a tree without wishy-washy leaves gets cold, right? I see your doing very well and I am very proud of you. I wish we could have what we used to have, but it's clearafter the other night that those things won't happen. You'rea really good dude, and I'm glad to see you grew up from the immature one you used to be. Thank you for the advice you gave the other night, it helped ( even though it was aboutyou ). I hope you make some pretty lady happy one day.
This one is for you boy, You know who you are...
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