I'll Be Fine, I Swear. I'm Just Gone Beyond Repair.

I don't care. I don't care. I don't care.

Fuck it. I care.

But why the hell should I care, when all you've done is use me and take advantage of me, then toss me to the curb when you don't need someone around anymore who worships the fucking ground you walk on, then allow me to have the "priveledge" of coming back into your life when nobody else will take you?

"And I'll have you know, I'm scared to death

that everything that you had said to me

was just a lie until you left."

Prove me wrong. Please. I can't take this anymore.

The more I want you, the more obsessed I am with trying to get over you. But the more I try to get over you, the more I end up missing you and wanting you back.

And I know this is really my fault for letting this happen, but still. You're sitting back with your bowl of popcorn and watching my life fall apart. And why not? You don't really need me right now, and I'm too much of a burden for you to deal with at the moment. And besides, whatever you do to me doesn't matter, because I'll take you back when you really need me, because that's just the kind of loving person I am. I just let people walk all over me, right? Remember when that used to bother you? Yeah, I guess that was before you realized you could use it to your advantage. I don't know if she did this to you, or if this is who you've really always been. But I sincerely hope you open your eyes, because you're going to crash one day, and you'll have nobody there to help you. I'm done going to you. I know if you try to come back, I'll let you. But the fact that I know you're probably going to try....

You are one mother fucking sick individual.