you came when it was convenient. you had secrets. didn't tell me. i was delusional that you played with my emotions to your liking. wanna save me. be the one to tame me. make u look good. but what about me? perhaps i just simply wanna be accepted for who i am. you, i hate you. the first person to hate. adn i am working so hard right now not to hate you so that you don't win. i know that's what you want. and i won't let you win that. no matter what.
wanna change me, but i won't. maybe i just wanna be accepted as i am. as i come. u who profess to know so mich about me, didn't know why me and so and so didn't worko out why, bc ur special? no bc i hate passive agressive crap. but if u truly knew.. but oh well. and last week? well, congratulations and plsace ever don't come back agian. i prefer to have and lead a healthy life. without you.
i will understand, take the high road, n choose not to hate. that's not my make sometimes i wonder bc i forgive people know that and maybe i need to chase a motherf***er down so that it will send a message for people not to f*** with me no more, but that's not my make either. maybe i am netter off alone.
i keep putting gthe rule, i should be independent first then think about a relationshp then a motherf***er comes and convinces me otherwise, kids marriage and all that, but wait, can't we first try to save and see if we can even make this work? and once it fails, instead of being noble shake hands walk away, motherfuker leave me worse off than he found me, yea that's noble alright.
anyhow. i won't hate you. that's not my make. please don't come back again. thank you.