My God

My God, I hate this so much.
So
Freaking
Much.
Why must you always feel inclined to leave me out? Hm? You rode back in MY car. I made that decision. I try to include you. But no, every time YOU get together, it's too much work to invite me, isn't it? Yeah. That's what I thought.
I bet you don't even REALIZE that it's partly your fault, do you? I've already told you about the biggest problem in my life, and yet I don't think you know that THIS is part of that problem! God, how thick can you get, huh? You don't know that because of all this complication, how you guys don't really include me, is tearing away at me inside. How it's pushing me closer to the edge. God, I bet if you ever read this, you wouldn't even know I was talking to you.
My
God.
-Killer