Is it so hard!?
Can't you fucking understand something so simple!?
If i knew how much of a problem this would turn out to be,
...I'd ...I'd ....god I'd let you rot on your own.
I manage,
I always have.
I didn't need help.
But noooo
You decided its not good enough ....
Wala here we sit.
My tears streaming down with you pointing the blaming game at me.
I had my plans.
You feel the need to break them.
I had myself under control.
You feel the need to break that.
I feel the need to me mad.
You feel the need to tell me its ill placed.
(Probably cant even fucking understand that last phrase)
Here's another:
Revenge is a dish best served cold.
Does that need explaing?
Musings of a girl fed up
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