i dunno why the hell must she keep doing these.
does it make her feel happier.
NO. she jolly well know it doesn't.
SO WHY BOTHER INVADING MY PRIVACY.
why can't i choose.
it's my life, NOT yours.
i've a cut and enough bruises.
get off my back, i beg you.

sorry.
that's all i can ever say.
apologise apologise and apologise, but i never make it better, but continue causing trouble.

i'm very afraid and this is all i can do.
avoid.

sigh.

physically, it hurts.
inside, it's tearing me apart.

the irritation, anger, sadness.

FUCK