You, why the fuck can't u listen to me u know u make me feel like a damn idiot. lending u money just to watch u hurt yourself further, falling deeper into darkness. i hate myself for 'helping' u. u know how much this hurts to simply watch u inject urself over and over again. and i hate myself most for believing u.
and you, im not talking about frenship or trust here cause it doesnt mean anything to me ya im just talking about crime and refraining from it u know i dun fucking wanna see u in jail for the 4th time. take my money so what who suffers in the end. no report doesnt matter does it make a fucking difference the day i saw u handcuffed and i'll never forget the look u gave me when u got into the car. arrested for all the wrong reasons but thanks for taking care of me one thing i'll never forget.
and you, what's with this pretence going on please spare me the turmoil of losing more frens than i already have. I DON'T FUCKING WORK FOR YOU. i work for myself, not for your food, ezlink card, household bills, your cigarettes and the likes of it. so what u tink this is a give and take relationship. fine take care of me but u could have just left me by the roadside i wouldnt have died for goodness sake.
and you, leaving me just cause u tink ive changed yea well i might have but why'd u have to do this in my most agonizing moment. doesnt matter no more yea i smoke yes so what can't accept the fact nevermind.
and finally you, for teaching me to be true to myself i'd have to give u credit. for being the reason for my misery and happiness. for everything uve taught me everything uve done for me every single thing u told me. sorry for not listening to u and ur advice. but one thing u know i couldnt give u a definite answer yes or no. wait for me if u want to but for now this is goodbye.
