I can't be fucked trying to change your mind about Me.
If I'm fucked; then I'm a Retard. Like you say.
So go on. Leave Me. Again ...
Whenever you're good and fucking ready.
You aren't doing me any favours by staying. I don't have to justify your jealousy.
You are the one who needs to sit down and think about your behaviour and motives. You are a control freak. Who's lost it.
Don't come back to my bed again. I don't fucking Need you. You haven't even tried to figure this shit out.
If it's all my fault then I'm sick of hearing it. Leave Me the fuck Alone.
You lose.
Loser.
I hope you wake up at 3.30 and can't sleep.
Find
Independence at your Mother's house.
I'm only broke because I took little Son camping to the beach.
I'm not jealous of You; or anybody that you spend time with.
You mean shit. Compared to how I feel about our Kids.
I will leave you in an instant if you call me a Retard again.
I'm not fucked up but I'm better than You and you fucking KNOW it.
That's the only reason you have a problem with Me. Because I'm fucking smarter.
I can't educate you. I'm not a fucking teacher.
You either get
it . Or you don't.
You don't believe me about how I feel. And worse; you don't fucking care when I tell you.
There's no hope left for Us. We will go around in fucking circles until you realise this.
Why can I talk to Mac and Twink about this and They get it?
And you don't?
Thanks for the memories. You are a fucking saint.
Do you want appreciation?
Then start fucking earning it.
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