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The Constant....



You know the only reason I haven't opened up my wrists because of the way you have treated me and destroyed my life to control you're destiny is because I know it would hurt you too fucking much. I mean I stayed 45 fucking minutes down the highway so you would have a sense of security, even though it would be better for me to be thousands of fucking miles away starting a new life.


I expect to live hard and die with a violent demise. You're my only hope that. Doesn't happen. But I'm pretty sure it's going to you. I'm empty without you. I always have been.


I'd rather die alone than be with anyone else. I wish you could understand that.


I'll always be here.


It's supposed to be you, me and him against the world. Not you and I in constant battle against each other. 


I stopped fighting you years ago. Now I'm fighting for you. Why don't you understand that.


I'll always be here. I'll always be that constant in you're life. But I'm done fighting.


No more.


You get to hurt me constantly with some if you're imaginary shit and I just take it because you're more important than that. But it still hurts like hell every fucking time. You don't get to pick and choose. You don't get to come and go in my life.


Not anymore.


I have a good life. You don't need to be in it. You would only enhance it. But I don't need to be fulfilled. The time for that is long past. You're the one that needs me a lot more than I need you.


I may always be here. I will never fade away. But it does have its disadvantages and still it's fair share of pain.

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