Without struggle, there is no progress.
You’re a piece of shit low life. It’s not my fault you’re a man whore, a liar, a manipulator, and every other bad definition in the book. Maybe if you would man up i wouldn’t have left you. You’re psycho and you need some major help. Like your mind is seriously fucked and I don’t think help would even help you. Don’t tell me I fucked you over when every time we have broken up is because of you. Please, jump out another window. Perhaps a little higher. You’re not going anywhere in life anyway.
I’m sorry.. I couldn’t help you the way you wanted me too so I got you the help you need.. I love you so much but you’re giving me way too much to be responsible for.. I’m only 17, I can’t deal with all this shit. I realize you’ve gone through so much and been responsible for things you shouldn’t have had to be responsible for and I don’t blame your problems on you.. I hope living somewhere else and talking to someone will help you in any way you need to be helped..
