In fact its the Fact of the matter as a matter of fact.

                        God damn, it's always the same with me. But fuck, i can't deal anymore. Not anymore, still. Trust doesn't fucking mean shit anymore, words don't mean anything. It's about time i learnt that, before she fucking stabs me even more. And it's not the fact that it happened it really isn't. Thats just a small part of it. Neither of them you they anyone matter enough for that so don't get a big head. It's the fact of the matter. It's the fact that she they he everyone denied it time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time and time again and made me feel guilty and stupid for suspecting no for caring no feeling and i'm just so tired of everyone, everything. i'm so tired of (in)humanity and drama and reasons and her and him and we and we and him and her her him and all of them fuck I need to run away
i'm not the one who bullshitted you, sweetie. i didn't lie about anything. i didn't swear to anything, and we didn't do..-we didn't do anything. It never happened.
so no, honey. We didn't basically do the same thing.
So stop bullshitting. All of you.

And just leave me the Fuck alone.