all i want to do is scream.

why do you always have to be right? what makes you think that you can tell me what to do, where not to go, and what not so say? you cannot control me, and you never will. I'm getting really sick of how you've been treating me, and this is never going to stop.

you pull bullshit out of your ass to look intelligent, but you have no idea how fucking stupid you look to everyone who knows you were lying. you'll come up with things things that make no fucking sense. You usually have no idea what you're talking about, but you always have to seem more intelligent, like you're on top, like you know everything. you always have to prove me wrong, i can never know about something more then you, you always have to be on top.

you give my family your business cards? of the STORE of where you work? are you fucking stupid? then you say that you should leave the whole stack of them at my uncle's house? what the fuck is wrong with you? you put your arm around me, and told me to kiss you. i was so fucking pissed at you i didn't want to kiss you, so i didn't. not noticing it, you started a conversation with my cousin. what did you talk about? you. you. you. you. you. you.

that was it. that's all you wanted to talk about. and then we're playing guitar hero with my cousins downstairs, i was singing, having fun, just joking around, we were all laughing so hard we were crying. then you have to go and tell my brother that he sucks at what he's doing, for you to let him show him how it's done. you sit there, and look like a complete idiot because he's so much better then you. and then you go after me, you take my spot, and sound like a fucking dying cat, but the difference is that you're being serious. my whole family looked at you like you were fucking retarted.

you're not always right.
you're not fucking perfect.
you don't know everything.

you're hurtful.
i'm sick of this bull shit.
i'm afraid to bring it up again because i'll seem like a bitch.

but bottom line,
all i wanted was to love you.
you've made that impossible.

you hurt me,
make me look stupid in front of family.
you always have to prove yourself better,
you seem to think you can do no wrong.

truth is,
you make me want to fucking scream.