What is it about you that keeps me around?
You sorta treat people like complete shit.
You put yourself on a pedestal setting others to the status of an untouchable.
You constantly play the victim.
You certainly didn’t treat me the right way.
Yet you say one thing and I’m right back to square one.
My life has been complete hell for the past week and you’ve been MIA. No call. No text. No visits. Until now. Yet, I stick around.
Is it true that we accept the love we think we deserve? as cliché as that sounds. And oh my it’s sounds so fucking cheesy.
I just don’t know why I stay when there’s no reason to.
The fate of my life will be determined in a week or two but does it matter since you’re leaving?
Zero responsibility you have taken in the past week. None. Zip. Zilch.
This will be one painful talk.