Tap Dancer, I am.

You are a hopeless liar. I can't stand your attitude, your half truths, you perjury; I can't stand you. I can't say that about many people, but you are not just any person. You are an evil little monster, a disaster fiend. You are the plague in my life. You torment me and others as well. You sadistic little bitch, what's wrong with you? Haven't you seen the pain you put others through? Is it an uncontrollable craving to hurt others. What possesses you with such desires?

I try, but something inside of me keeps whispering that what I do is just in vain. My heart is starting to believe it, as well as my mind. I wish that you would change, but your heart is so dark that you can't even see it amongst the shadows of night.

You have lied to me repetitively and now you want me to believe what you profess to be the truth. I don't think so honey. I am not going to fall into your web of lies again, once was enough for me. I grow from my mistakes and practice the lessons learned. I don't need to go against my own intuition. I'm sorry if that upsets you, but I am just professing the honest truth {that's something you don't}. I wish to put my trust in you again, but I am not going to fool myself and pity you. All that I regret is the acceptance of the privilege given of associating with you.

Written on 25 October 2005 at 8:52 pm

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