I’m done doing stuff for you

My friend is right but the worst part is I thought it before she said it. I get you probably aren’t doing it on purpose but that doesn’t change the fact you are. It doesn’t matter what I do, the only way “we” are going to work is clearly if I follow every little fucking thing that you want. I’m done.

I’m going to go back to smoking up

I’m going to go back to drinking

I’m going to go back to cutting

Whether or not I take my meds is up to me

I’m going to talk to any guy I want

I better be dying if they’re taking me to the hospital and it better be to kill me

I’ll take as many caffeine pills that I want

I’m done, with every last one of your little individual “don’t do’s”. It clearly doesn’t matter unless I’m a perfect little “yes man” angel, we’re never going to work.

I’m done being the only one that puts work into us. You don’t do shit on your part except tell me what I do wrong. You say you want to help me but you don’t even read the reading material I give you to help you understand my disorders.

I’m done, this is clearly a one sided relationship and I’m tired of being the one side.

Rascal flatts what hurts the most

Come wake me up

Let it hurt