Fuck it all

I can't even wake you without getting my hand slapped. "I just want to take a quick nap." - at 8pm? That's called going to bed, honey. Or maybe that's the liquor talking. You moan about never getting to see your family, and they spend money to come and see you, and you pull shit like this.
I did everything for this move. But you'll never realize that.
I'm recognizing more and more how stupid I am for staying with you.

Never forget

I'm not who I thought I'd be, but then I look back and it was me who made me this way so I don't know how I didn't see myself going this way.

It's not over...

It's sad because you have this dream that you'll be a priority to someone, anyone. And then one day you realize none of that is realistic at all.
You're always going to come in second to someone or something.
You're always going to be sucked dry.
You're always going to be used and abused.
The worst part is most people are content with that. I've tried to be, but I can't.