And I'm probably the worst person ever.
You probably hate my guts even if you say you don't. You probably hate and are revolted at the sight of me.
And I'm sorry...
But being with me isn't easy. It makes us both mad, but it'll eat at me faster than you.
I'm doing you a favor...
even if it doesn't feel like it now, I'm doing you a big favor by not allowing you to fall down the rabbit hole that is madness and chaos.
Maybe one day you'll thank me for it.
And I hope you don't hate me. Cause I'm already hating myself.
and I can fight myself better than I can fight you. So please, I'm truly doing you a favor. I know it'll hurt you. but it's hurting me much more. and I'm too okay with it that I don't feel anything anymore.
Years down the road you might not even remember why you felt that way in this moment in time... but I will. But you don't have to know that. You just have to move on and be my friend.
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