What is wrong with me?

Why the fuck can't I forget? Why won't you just fade from my mind? I don't deserve to be here, feeling this. You have wrought more damage on my life than anyone before. I hate you for what you've done to me, and yet I hate the fact that I don't really hate you at all... You don't give a shit, or you'd try to make it right. So why can't I let you go?

I burnt your shit

But somehow I feel no better, no more at peace. If only we'd never met...

Wake the fuck up

You need to climb down off that fuckin' high horse of yours. Firstly, I can admit I made mistakes too. I'm not denying that shit. However, I didn't pull ANY of the low, snake-like shit that you did. That's on you. Justify it any way you want, but in the end, you acted like a fuckin' pig, and you lost all respect I had for you.

Now, I may be Mr. Compliments when I'm a nice guy, but without the blinders, I can take an honest look and say you were right; I really was way too fucking good for you.

What's it all for?

There's a million thoughts running through my head at the moment, and I don't dare spill a single one. Life is funny; when I was put to the test, I made the decision to be a 'good person'. Now I'm just filled with regret for not making the 'bad' choices. There's a good reason I was a certain way before. It was to prevent shit like this happening to me. And it worked. Ah well, such is life.