Look, I know that they come first.. But you can’t expect me to not get a little jealous of the attention you give them.. Or the things you do for them.
I’m not a perfect person, okay. And I never claimed to be?. But damn, is it wrong that I sometimes wish they were never here. Or that you never did have them in your life at all?.. I know it sound evil, but I honestly didn’t sign up for this. Just recently, You put me in a position where I can’t even enjoy a little piece of happiness because you’ve already got too much on your plate. I can’t even sleep knowing that I’m not even able to think or plan things for my future.. For our future. I’m so sick to my stomach because this isn’t the first time I was put in this position with you. I just want to lock myself in a room and scream and cry and shout to the top of my lungs how much I fucking hate you at this point. But why am I so dumb to stick around? I’ve put myself in enough depression as it is. We started off on a rocky road, and yeah, over time it slowly got a little better but there’s always that part in the back of my head where I think of all the fucked up shit you put me thru. Just like now.. I don’t know? I can’t do this anymore, but knowing that you won’t even give two shits about it, kills me. #Depression #Kill #Me