You’re a horrific liar. Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you I fucking hate you, even when I know I don’t mean it, I had thought for a while that maybe, maybe you loved me back but you’re the same, you’ll alway be the same mother fucker I still love and care about. And that thought is always endless, because I love you even when hating you is difficult to get around with, I love you.