If you could read my mind, you would find everything you ever did to me. You would see the complete Hell you put me through for all those years. Maybe then you might realize why I hate everything about my life. You just might see how terrible you were to me. How much bullshit I had to deal with all because of you. Your lies. Your stories. Your pushing me too far. Your words. Everything I had to just sit through like I didn't care. Well guess what. It has always bothered me. It pushed me to exceed the amount of harm I had ever thought possible. All the self inflicted scars that you never knew about. All because you would taunt me day and night for giving in to you. Do you see a pattern here? Its all...because...of you.
