Why do you always have to be a selfish bitch? UGH. The more I see you, the more I detest you. Why don't you try thinking about someone besides your self for once?
It's your job, it's what you get fucking paid for. Please, start doing it. I really need some help, I keep telling you that I need help, but you just continually let me down. What the fuck am I meant to do? I do everything, everything you tell me to, but where are you? You're never fucking there. I'm starting to get angry at you.
Emma, love you, sweetheart. You deserve nothing less than love, respect and a pet unicorn.
Now I'll play your ghost as my ace, whenever I'm led astray.
But I am actually good, can't help it if we're tilted.
I'm in my right place, don't be a downer.
Person 1: I want to smash your face in i don't care that its your birthday all i did was give you a compliment yet you shouted at me please leave me the hell alone i know you want me dead guess what i feel the same about me
Person 2: i love you but i respect what you said it was lovely being with you and feeling so relaxed you said you felt the sexual tension surely this tells you something?
"A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell 'em for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singin'
Funny when you're dead how people start listenin'"
First you ask to borrow my key, and then my phone charger. I tell you no, because I need them, and you have the nerve to get angry? You entitled little shit. You're not borrowing my stuff anymore. Maybe now you'll be a little less careless with your own stuff.
I'm really trying, but the thoughts I'm fighting keep pulling me back. I have to call this number. Someone might listen. I have to TRY. The thoughts tell me it's not worth it. It won't help. Thoughts are evil things. But not as evil as you, because you're somewhere being happy and you don't care about any of this.
It's been 20 years. I think it's about time I stopped letting you tear me apart.
Now I'll play your ghost as my ace, whenever I'm led astray.
But I am actually good, can't help it if we're tilted.
I'm in my right place, don't be a downer.
I don't want to play piano anymore. I don't like it, I really don't and honestly if I remember correctly it is never my idea to study piano. You *thought* you know what's best for me and you make me learn it. Well, you don't. I don't like it. I don't want to play the stupid thing anymore. Stop being an effing drama queen and just listen to me will you?
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