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You got rid of him just to hurt me.
No, I kept him because of you. Because you wanted him. I had plans to sell him for many months prior, but I kept him for you. It's useless now, both because you left and the one you left me for wouldn't let you keep him. Not much of a 'bargaining chip' as you put it, eh?
He was a pet. Loved and sweet as can be, but he needed a better home. One with an owner that isn't always depressed. One with an owner that can guarantee he will be alive the next morning to take care of you. One that doesn't contemplate suicide every single night.
So, no. I didn't get rid of my pet to hurt you. I got rid of my pet to save him. To ensure his health. Not everything in my life revolves around you, no matter how much you want it to, despite leaving.
And then calling my roommate, asking her to check on me? No. You lost that right. You lost the right to worry and the right to care when you left. You don't get to worry about me or what I think or do. You chose to walk out of my life, that means you walk out fully. You had one foot out the door from the beginning, that doesn't mean I will let you keep a foot in the door when you exit.
This is your fault. Let it weigh on your conscience. Lose sleep about it. Let it eat you alive. But you aren't allowed to worry. And you have no power to do anything about the worry. If I decide to pick up that knife again, you aren't able to stop it. But, if I pick up that knife again, I also know it will keep you awake for awhile. Does it hurt? Being so powerless? And knowing that the loss of power was your own doing?
At one point, you would say jump and I would have find a way to jump to the moon for you. I would have done anything for you. But, I suppose you follow your oh so favorite song, don't you? "He's beautiful, but he doesn't mean a thing to me" sounds about right. You pretended to care. You pretended to love me. But did you ever really? Or was I just an easy lay for your hormone fueled loneliness.
I hope you get exactly what you deserve and may your dreams be as wonderful as my daily thoughts.
No, I kept him because of you. Because you wanted him. I had plans to sell him for many months prior, but I kept him for you. It's useless now, both because you left and the one you left me for wouldn't let you keep him. Not much of a 'bargaining chip' as you put it, eh?
He was a pet. Loved and sweet as can be, but he needed a better home. One with an owner that isn't always depressed. One with an owner that can guarantee he will be alive the next morning to take care of you. One that doesn't contemplate suicide every single night.
So, no. I didn't get rid of my pet to hurt you. I got rid of my pet to save him. To ensure his health. Not everything in my life revolves around you, no matter how much you want it to, despite leaving.
And then calling my roommate, asking her to check on me? No. You lost that right. You lost the right to worry and the right to care when you left. You don't get to worry about me or what I think or do. You chose to walk out of my life, that means you walk out fully. You had one foot out the door from the beginning, that doesn't mean I will let you keep a foot in the door when you exit.
This is your fault. Let it weigh on your conscience. Lose sleep about it. Let it eat you alive. But you aren't allowed to worry. And you have no power to do anything about the worry. If I decide to pick up that knife again, you aren't able to stop it. But, if I pick up that knife again, I also know it will keep you awake for awhile. Does it hurt? Being so powerless? And knowing that the loss of power was your own doing?
At one point, you would say jump and I would have find a way to jump to the moon for you. I would have done anything for you. But, I suppose you follow your oh so favorite song, don't you? "He's beautiful, but he doesn't mean a thing to me" sounds about right. You pretended to care. You pretended to love me. But did you ever really? Or was I just an easy lay for your hormone fueled loneliness.
I hope you get exactly what you deserve and may your dreams be as wonderful as my daily thoughts.
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