Don't fucking try it.

Hurt him and I'll kill you. I don't fucking care that I could be hurt. I don't care. You've hurt me before. I can deal with your shit.

But not if it means he wants to die, because of you. That's not gonna fly, babe. So go cry and cut yourself over someone else, 'cause if you try to go near him again, I'll kill you. He's my best friend and my brother and he doesn't need to deal with your bullshit.

And if you're gonna get high to escape your problems, you need help. Especially if you're going around kissing my crushes. It's not cool, you're a fake, a wannabe. So I can't wait until you move.

It'll be like the cancer is in full remission.


Go on with bravery and love.