• i stopped running away but now i'm stuck with all the hearts i break. but i don't really care. i'm not sure what i'm getting at. but this is more just for me. i'm not chasing after anyone. i'm just sort of pacing back and forth. killing time and hope, because they shot me first. and you know what revenge feels like; both sides of it i bet. you punch me and expect me to take it like jesus. i swear i tried, but in the end, no one makes my fists hurt like you do. besides, you always wanted to be the victim. i couldn't be the hero, so i decided to become an understudy to the villain. we're both better off this way. i'm too tired to explain. maybe figure it out for yourself just this once. all the fuck-ups end up with the assholes. and you're nothing but a fucking bitch. don't be so selfish. i'm not writing this about anyone. not her. not you. not him. not even them. no one deserves to be written about anymore. so i guess i'm just emptying out all my fill-in-the-blanks without following any of the instructions. i'm getting by, for now it's all i need. i know you don't care. but you need to know; i do, but i'm just too annoyed for the effort. to make it simpler on your jumbled thoughts, i really don't care at all.

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