ill rip the bandaid off easy

this will be the final rant of this book and the final thing i will ever write on wattpad for quite some time and this book will be listed as completed.

when i joined wattpad almost 4 years ago(but really like 5 cause i would always read stories here i was just too afraid to make an account haha) i came for the fanfiction. the marvel fanfiction, the harry potter fanfiction, the dan and phil fanfiction, and especially minho from the maze runner fanfiction. i had no absolute fucking idea that this website, this second home, would become my second home. this place has been like a constant grounding therapy session, and has some of the greatest moments of my life built into it.  these rant books, are like memoirs of my life.

people in the past would sometimes ask me "how i was, what i was up too, did i have a good day?". at the time the answers i would give often would be lies. but this place, this place holds how i felt, holds precious stories of my past that I'd have probably forgotten by now.

this never really was just a rant book, neither was the other one. 

these for a time were my life.

but now im almost sixteen. sixteen. which is so fucking crazy to me i dont even know where to begin. my ever increasing age however is not the reason why im going to stop writing for a long time. the truth is that i have no reason to have this book anymore

if i look back, specifically to the yellow book(i lovingly call them the yellow and blue books <3) i wrote in those when i was in a dark place. dark dark place.  sometimes i go back to that place, but i never live in it anymore like i used too.  For me, these books are constant reminders of that.  yes, they are memoirs, but this one is an unfinished memoir.

the fact that this book is unfinished makes me feel like ill enter that dark dark place again and that ill never be finished with that phase of my life.

well that phase is over, and i want to complete this book while im living my best life, where im confident in every decision i make, and that this memoir can end on a happy not

so now that you know why its over, im going to use this last chapter(which is also the hundredth chapter, imagine that!!!!) for what this book was always intended for, but not exactly used for 

so here it is, the final rant:

some people are so fucking FULL OF THEMSELVES. 

were going to call this person, Paige.

Paige i swear to god does not know how to have a conversation with anyone if she does not relate in some way to the topic

not everything is abotu YOUR FUCKING PROBLEMS

if you want to have a fucking conversaton about yourself and your problems, oh you best better be not going to FUCKING PAIGE CAUSE THATS NOT WHAT UR GONNA FUCKING GET.

constant anger, literally, constantly angry when she has no fucking reason to be.

i have been there in the past time and time again for her to rant to but if you are not there even one fucking time she cuts u OFF

BAM *CUT*

YA GONE BITCH WELCOME TO HELL

so FCKING negative all the time im gonna  lose my shit paige does not even TRY to be positive fucking EVER. also why in the FUCKERY does every thing paige says have to be in an annoyed or sarcastic or yelling tone. literally why. and also paige never listens. 

u know maybe i am overreacting a little and paige isnt mad at me at all. maybe this is all a silly little mistake

yeah i fucking thot

that all changed when for the millionith time she went to one of my best friends and liteally fucking tattled on me like a fuckin baby and then didnt tell me that she told him and i had to find about her stupid fucking tattling shit through him and boy did i almost lose it

you can be the friend that never listens, that is always angry, that always complains about something,

but never, ever, ever betray your friend's trust and go behind their back, just because you like him and you dont want to admit it to yourself.

well thats just my theory on why paige went to him, we'll see how it plays out

seriously, if your going to make your friend go through the thicks and the thins of your life, you need to go through the thicks and thins of their life. not everything is black and white, thats not what friendship is about. its about being their through their grays, and helping them through their gray-ers. loving unconditionally.

unless their a massive prick then break the wanker in half like uh stick

thats all ;)

have a good day and try to make someone else's day better 

-Sam

-827 words

-unedited(just like how i like my men)