Fuck it all, thank you very much for nothing...
If there was some thing to say then maybe I could express what I feel. You leave before I am ready to unwind my self. I don't think you really even care. I think you just say the shit you think people want to hear. I think you keep me around just for the way I make you feel, and for that I think that is god awful, I really just didn't want to say shit again. Where is the intervention, where is the 'I think you really need to get this out'. No one really ever gives a fuck what I say. Its not here, this is not where I will find what I am looking for. I am pissed off, I am angry for letting people in that really mean nothing at all in the end of things. Once again you won't get this, because if you didn't get what I was saying then you won't get it now. Why can't you see through this. J'ai fini' avec tu; avec ce...