Because I can’t live without and I told you that but you kept fucking with me and pushing me until I can’t take it anymore
I can’t take being taken for a fool every fucking time anymore
All these damned coincidences
I’m done with it and it hurts
I don’t plan on having there be a someday
Or a day when it gets better because I made it fucking clear he was everything that was keeping me going
And yet you continue with these fucked up outside interferences that I don’t want
I don’t care what the answer is or where I’m supposed to be
I don’t want a tomorrow without him and I don’t want anything
I don’t want anything
There is no answer
Reality is fucking meaningless
I’d rather not have reality
Than have to have reality without him
So if I just stop doing the things that keep me going
Eventually I’ll die
I don’t want to get better
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