Your choice
You say it’s my choice to be there for you or to keep picking you up. It’s pathetic how youmake yourself try to be someone who I know your not and it’s more pathetic how you taught me to not listen to anyone besides myself. When I realize it’s yourself who re invents you but it’s the people around you who give you an influence of what to become to do and to pursue. And it just definately kills me how much you make everything of yourself. And how you keep repeating you don’t give a fuck. If that’s the cause then why even bothering we me. Why even talk to me. And why even keep texting me trying to make me feel like crap about myself. Out of everything you’ve said to me. Honestly I’m not being blunt and I’m not trying to keep arguing with you but your always trying to put words in my mouth without even listening. It’s not that it was my choice. It’s the way you kept pursuing me to follow. Your just not listening.
