fight me.

i've known this for a long time,

but fear telling anyone because i never have a worthy reason for my proof.

never anything in particular, nothing specific....



i know you just Don't Want Me To Be Happy.

because you try and crush anything and anyone i take second thoughts about.

that, my friend, is the lowest point you can ever reach.

you're fucking low, reese.



it may not seem low to you...

but crushing my dreams out of your jealousy because you can't do them yourself,

fucking low.


you've tried to crush:

Hammy
Blair
Ashley
Caitlin
Vinnie


you name it.

but in the end the only one who's feeling crushed is you.

because you can crush my HammyBlairAshley dreams for maybe a few hours, but you'll last way longer than that.


i have possibilites, hope.

it may not seem like it, but i have twice what you do.



i want you to rage in jealousy over the fucking tegan & sara concert.

and don't you dare try to invite yourself again.

go if you want, i don't know what part of you you'll be satisfying, but go.

just know that you're not coming with me.

caitlin's amazing and it takes someone who actually KNOWS her to know that.

don't talk shit about people you don't fucking KNOW.

so get off your judgmental fake little ass and Learn something.

fight me.

with your fists, with your words, i don't care.

just fucking fight me.

because fighting for something real is more filling than being okay with something phony.

i bet this stings, right?

it's your wake up call.

wake up, wake up.

YOU'RE NOT FUCKING HUMAN.





xx