For the first time and the last time,

[livinginvertigo]

I should have destroyed you completely when I had the chance, should have walked away and left you hanging, left you crushed, left you broken. But I stayed. Doesn't matter what happens to you now, doesn't do me any good, because I'm not the one killing you inside. And now, I feel like killing myself. I absolutely don't believe in karma, wtf is that man. Why forgive when revenge is so much sweeter. I'm sorry God, I don't think I can do this. I give up. Neither of us need this. We're both fine being completely separate entities, I don't intend for us to ever cross paths again.

I don't care how little I mean to you, but this time, I'm walking away. For good.

In my only life.