selfish selfish selfish motherfucker
This basement's a coffin.
I'm buried alive.
I'll die in here just to be safe.
I'll die in here just to be safe.
Because you're gone.
I get nothing
and you're off with barely a sigh.
I never said goodbye.
I don't want to feel like this anymore. I never asked to feel like this. Why is that you always get to pick when you want to stay and when you want to go? Do you know how many times I wanted to go, but stayed? For what fucking reason?
You got what you wanted and I'm left with nothing.
You're a sick, fickle, selfish person. What was your motive? To be quite honest, I think you're really fucked up in the head. So am I, but not like that. I can say that I know you pretty well now. And I wish I never got to know you. You aren't genuine. You aren't sincere. You're not interesting. Your favorite topic is yourself. You think you're the only one who matters. Your feelings are the only feelings you're concerned with. It's disgusting. You're just like everyone else. And when it comes down to it, you're nothing but a scared little boy who can't deal with real feelings or real problems. It's kind of pathetic. And you know you can't argue that statement either.
I also need to rip these extensions out of my fucking scalp. Maybe I'll just shave my head. Maybe I'll just be gay. I'm already halfway there. I just need to be a full out dyke. I'll wear wifebeaters and hats on backwards. I'll stop wearing make-up. And then I'll meet nice, feminine lesbians who are just begging to be betrayed and fucked over.
I'll give them what they want.
Do unto others what has been done to you.