When you met me I was vulnerable and confused. I didn't know where my life was going or even if I'd make it there in one piece. But I'm alot farther and now I just need you to catch the fuck up. You've changed since I've met you as well. Some for the better but some for the worse. I am not about to rip people apart on a computer. It's not what I do.
In all seriousness, you don't know me. You've tried, but failed. You've sent out remarks in hopes to get a rise, but I'm not falling for that, not again. You've sent everyone to manipulate, to play your game. Now you're left and I'm farther along. Words are cheap now aren't they?
But you didn't know me then, and you certainly don't know me now. You certainly didn't feel the pain I did lowering my own father into the ground. You didn't have to deal with suffering of your family and the fire department. You weren't apart of that wonderful family.
I guess you'll never know.
So what now? Where do we stand. I'm not sure if I trust you anymore, I will always want to, but you've seemed to have broken that trust from me and I don't know if it's easily obtainable again.
Let me know if you want it to work. I'm comfortable enough that I don't want to change myself too much for someone, I've been through it before but you're not going to be happy with anyone if you're not even happy with yourself. Suck it up, you've been through shit but so has everyone else, live your life.
