06-06-05| 11:27 pm
Nothing you say means a thing to me. I hear the thin edge of desperation in your voice, I hear you fumble for threats and I ignore every single word. If I lived on the street we would have the same relationship we do now.
Sometimes I wish we weren't so dysfunctional, but I was stupid enough to let you hurt me. I was stupid enough to let you keep hurting me. You left me without a choice.
I see your lips move and I hear your words but all I can do is wonder why we're like this.