Misery

sorry for the bad words but:
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I am sick of your childish little games! WTF is wrong with you? You say:I hurt you but what's about ME? I wan't to apologize , but instead to end this story you say things that arn't true. Thanks for being blind. Thanks for being another drug. BC the pills, the alcohol, the sleepless nights, the bleeding wounds, the kicks and flaps against walls and mirrors the arn't enough for me. Right? FUCKER!
Everytime I am the BAD, you say YOU YOU YOU. JUST EVERYTHING is ma fault, hu? You're in love with me? Really? BC your words don't sound like that. Are you pissed, bc I said: I didn't love you too? You dick-driven jerk. NO, no hugs, NO! NO SEX. Everything I wanted from you was friendship... But Now I wish, I wouldn't have met... And I don't know, if I want to keep this thing(we never had) alive. I wish you would go away bc I need a place for my head an tired of beeing what you want me to be.Maybe you leastwise could SHUT UP when I am talking to you...bc I don't want to be the one who battles always choose and if you don't change (not just me)... but a little bit of you... I have to break the habit(tonight)
I tried so hard and get so far, but in the end it doesn't really matter... so I've given up you insane-little- LOVE-LUCK-LIFE-SOUL-FUCKER