i sympathize too.

but every time i open my window of knowledge,

i will always find dirt on you; on her; on them.

on things that makes you who you are.

but nothing on what made you who you were.

but just screw it!

so what if it's important tyou.

"to heck with everything that had to do with her"..

yeah we both know my condition.

youre always giving excuses.

im always giving threats.

i decide that i want it to end.

but with that,

i'm ending everything i once worked for.

why's it so frigging tough.

"yeah the crazy bitch's calling.. dont pick up cos im too cowardly"