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Psycho Love


What we have is dangerous and unhealthy for both of us. Maybe it's better I walk away. But I would have fought for it this time.

Our love is toxic and fucking poisoned to both of us. But no wonder that people don't respect you, you don't respect yourself, or me or our child. You destroyed every single one of us in some shape or fashion and think you can have you're little princess life. You'll never be a queen.

You'll always have you're fucking hooks in me. I know that now. Forget any other relationships. I'm not allowed to have then because of you're jealousy. And when we get close to something, it's too fucking intense for you admit that it's real. Forget that we have a child together. That's meaningless. My feelings for you and him don't matter. It's always going to be exactly what it is. We are simply fucking possessions.

I am done with you're control and manipulation, I have had enough of it for a lifetime and I don't mean mine. I'm going to end up killing myself over my feelings for you and it's only my personal beliefs and my strength that it hasn't happened yet. Suicides for cowards and I would never burden my son with another patricide in the family. Even at my own hands. And trust me, before that happens others would be coming with me to complete the circle.

You destroyed my life more than once... That's on you. Im just waiting for you to do it agian. I just hope you don't do the same to Him.

I think that because I wanted peace and because you knew that there were still emotions there that you twisted the knife one more fucking time because it is the only fucking way you could still affect me....

Guess what?


Mission accomplished.


You win, agian. Fuck off.

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