Huh

And how would you know.

I hate this twist in my gut.

In breaking you I found comfort in control.

Shut the door on your way out.

You never really honestly knew me.

I'll never see you again in my life.

And if I do I'd hope you'd be grown up enough to get over it.

Shut up.

You have no idea who I am.

I am anonymous in many ways.

Fuck. This.

Go on run your mouth so I look dumb when I write another fucking reply like this one.

You're right. Okay?

So shut up. Just stop.

Because I dont think I can explain the whole thing anymore.

You never really did understand how I thought. Did you?

You were my prey because that's what I did.

I'm sure you think you weren't the only one.

You weren't.

But you were the worst, the one who took the wrath of my inner torments.

I hope you never forget me and what I did to you,
That way I'll know just how fucking bad I hurt you.

Because that's what I want.

Oh and that was sarcasm.

Forget me.

And.

Shut the fuck up.

But don't worry,
You don't bother me
Half as bad as I'm sure
I bother you.