fucked over
You see, I’m a man with a lotta patience, though i do voice out when I feel I’m being fucked over. But when it comes to family, old friends and people whom I feel I should have more patience with, I give. What they say, no matter right or wrong, I take in and think it through. Though I might not look the type, but I do think a lot. Sometimes a lil too much for my own good, that I predict myself being senile not long from now. But hey, time will tell.
I mean, i know I am human. Fuck I aint perfect. I never even said I was, but fucking please need you voice out to my superiors before confronting me with the issue. The irony is, for all the mistakes you’ve done. I’ve never complaint externally, everything which is an issue between us, settles between us only and no one else. What happened to professionalism? Ethics?
Till of late, I’ve always thought better of you. Though shit has happened betweens us, I’ve always known it wasn’t your doing. But now, you’ve totally changed my perspective of you. I’ve had hate within me, but never this much. I feel grotesque and feel filth just being around you.
Forget our past, you’ll never have the same respect ever again.
Congratulations mate, you’ve rekindled a long line of hatred within me. Hatred and grudge against you and all your kind.







