Chance, if you were thinking about reading this, please don't. I really don't think your mom would like it.

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You know what I really fucking hate? Goddamned motherfucking liars. Assholes who say that they are your friends, say nice things. Say they are there for you. Then you find out that they were holding out something big on you. That would be fine, you know, if they felt they couldn't tell you for some reason, thought they had to keep it a secret. But goddamnit, do not fucking lie straight to me. Do NOT do that, when I find out what's going on. I may not be the best person. I may not be the best friend. But I deserve a hell of a lot more than your dickhead lies. Do not tell me that you're gonna be there, that you're different. When let's face it, you're worse than some of the others. I'd rather hear unpleasant truths than the lies you think sound better. It doesn't even matter that you are what you are, but that you told me that you weren't. Adamant about it. Assured me. Bent over backward to make sure I understood your nice little cover story. Well, I'm sick of listening, and I think you know that now. Find someone else to play your little idiot bullshit games on.