What I would say

I have completely no desire to talk to a certain person ever again, whether they like it or not.
I don't want to talk about it and it's no one who reads this so I feel I can openly say with complete ambiguity how I, very vaguely, feel about/towards them at the current moment. And have done for the entire day. And probably will continue to for the rest of... well, a long time.

To the person of consequence,
I seriously hope for the rest of your life you never forget, for even a minute, what you did because then it would mean that for a brief moment you could've felt even a little glimmer of happiness, and you don't fucking deserve that.

And now that that's done and dusted, I can quite honestly say that the main reason I posted this entry was because
A - I've been thinking that all day. It's been a freak'n long day of absent stares and thinking far too much, and generally around the above's topic, of which the reader has no idea and
B - I don't care that none of you understand because, in all honesty, I just think that if I did get a chance to say that to said unmentioned person it would be the most epic of pwns in my history of pwns, definately in my top five, and they would not know how to respond.

Except knowing them, they'd probably just turn around and say something fucky because they're an asshole and are just like that. For fuck sake, I entered the New Year depressed, crying and angry and lacking a reason in my head to stop being or doing any one of those things. Since then nothing's gotten better and I'm mostly still feeling and thinking the exact same things.
It kind of gets worse but I'm sure it's just me.

Today my mother said one of the most understanding things she could ever say to me,
"I some times forget how hard it is to be your age"