Heartbroken.
Ive been up all night, pissed on how someone this close to me can try and pull some shit like that. I hear your name, and i wanna punch a wall. No one really knows how i feel about this because no ones supposed to know. I say fuck it, man you were like my brother Dawg. My house was your house, and im just extremely hurt because i am so shocked of this betrayal. I dont wanna even tell you that i know because Im so over fuckin drama. And i still love you my nigga, but WHY? You already have something good right in front of you, but you never seem to be satisfied. I really question myself, as if i was not enough of a good friend for you to do something like that? Or you just didnt respect me individually, not as a homie or brother, but as a person. When i found this shit out, Man i smoked a cigarette, and to tell you the truth, i am so over smoking, period. Weed tobacco or Hookah. I just lost myself right there, and i wanted to punch something. Ive honestly forgiven everyones else in that conflict, but to be honest, im just fuckin heartbroken bro. To be honest man, I was a good friend, to you. I really wish you could come clean though. Because i just dont feel right kickin it with the homies anymore cause of you. Just a select few. Its killing me inside how you would do this shit to be honest man. And the sad part about it, is that you will probably never say shit to me.
