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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