With everything in me I know I should stop, just leave you alone, walk away. But I can’t. I see through this “act” this isn’t who you are. And I can’t leave. As much as I know I’m the one that’s going to be hurt, and you’ll continue to walk away. I can’t leave you like this. I need to prove to you your self worth.
One minute you want me, the next you don’t. Get your shit together before you lose someone worth keeping.
I would do coke just so that I can make myself skinny.
Was it a selfish act to leave a relationship that no longer made me happy? Was it shameless to not have the desire to keep trying, to keep fighting? No. Nowadays people get too caught up in relationships, incuding me. The romance, the cheesiness, knowing you are not alone. It is something yearned…