I told you I was sad
You told me it was a phase
I told you I wanted to hurt myself
You told me to get over myself
I told you I was useless
You told me you agreed
I told you I had no friends
You told me you weren't surprised
I told you I was going to kill myself
You told me to do it
I told you, in a letter I wrote, it was your fault
You told to my dead body, ( Read more... )