grueling

I've began to feel the wearisome depths of my mind. It has been neglecting me. I have started to feel normal. I don't see that ever inspirational darkness I once had constantly. Ha. I guess, I didn't need to pay a shrink. It was all due time. All due fucking time. I assume it was all because of my present solitude I'm contemplating on what I've lost and gained. I watched as the pieces of my personality undulate.

ire and envy.

with every indignation i feel towards the despicable sin we call envy. I have dropped utterly to my knees in front of it. I'm sorry, I'm now drawn to feel as if I was you when you watched me leave your radar.

indignation.

What have I done to deserve the selflessness that you treat me with? Have I done anything utterly vexatious to deserve this downright immaturity play that you never were. That loathsome entity has done so much more to you than I ever did. Do you honestly think I fall under that belt of obnoxiousness? Do you contemplate with integrity, that I am able to downgrade my maturity level enough to utterly betray you? I haven't had the rightfulness to even try. That is after all what friendship is, right?

Have you always been thus? Have you always been a duplicitous and inscrutable asshole, with the ability to change the mask you call your face, around others? You two-faced dick.

I'm disappointed and most of all I'm hurt.
You're nothing but one of them.