Bullying you is way more cathartic than dealing with the kind of suicidal ideation I’ve been dealing with for the past week. Money’s tight, gigs are sparse, Now’s the perfect time to put stress on your relationship, I can’t just back off now and be a good person for no reward but the knowledge that I’m doing the right thing, not when the shatter point’s finally in reach. He’s finally realized that I’m never gonna stop, and soon he’ll realize that he can save himself by just walking away. If i let you go now, you’ll forever be out of my grasp. Now excuse me, I’m looking to take that inch you gave me and turn it in to a mile. I’m still touch starved and lonely as f***, nothing has actually been resolved yet. What else am I supposed to do all day?
