going to drug yourself into a coma while letting me in just enough to see and watch? what is wrong with you? are you afraid to bring me near that you’ll break down? stop making me sad for you. your little glass shards you throw trying to hurt my feelings.? you’re becoming a permanent fixture but severely tarnishing who you once were. stop blaming me. you’re killing yourself and its disgusting to watch you be that way. grow up. who cares how many awesome whorebags you can land. is that really how you want to die? all superficial snot noses using you for whatever you will give them. you’re going to get herpes and die–alone. i’m not any different. i’ll simply going where it’s easier. we just value different things. it’s not like we can’t please each other valuing different things. if it’s going to be so hard, either one of us can just take the easier route. if you don’t, i will. stop it now.