=/= grass

No, I'm not your garden's grass where you can just step on me anytime you want or spit on me whenever you feel like.

I wonder if anyone ever taught you what the fuck respect is and I wonder what kind of a world you're living in. If only you knew how I was feeling. The only aim to fix things, talking to you nicely and all I got was a backfire from you. I DON'T DESERVE IT, I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG.

"When a child misbehaves, it doesn't reflect on the child, it reflects on the folks"

All I ever intend to do was to be a friend, your friend. Not your toy, not your grass. I'm not here for you to walk all over me as you wish to. I was trying to forgive you cause I had enough. I don't think I can do that. I don't think I wish to forgive someone who would make me feel so disappointed in, who made me cry and I had to fight back my tears and made my face flush red with anger. I can be nice, I can show no temper. But it doesn't mean you can push it. I had enough and I asked myself, "Do I deserve a friend like you?"

I really want to, but should I?