this is what hate feels like
Do me a favor, stop with all the lies, and all the games, and all the shit you've put me through. You worked so hard to get me back only to tell me each time that you didn't want me. Were you just trying to make sure that when you left i wouldn't be o.k. anymore?Well guess what, it worked, i'm not o.k., i'm more alone than ever, i've been screwed out of a job, and the only person i love has Slik Willy fever. I can't say its all you fault, i always wanted so much more out of my life, i always expected to do so much better, i guess it took all this for me to finally realize where i really stand in the grand scheme of things. Do what you want, but leave me out of this, and don't ever say that you love me because you never did. Somehow i know ill be just fine, but i swear if i'll fucking kill you if you tell me you love me one more time.