Breaking Down

Look I know you don’t want me around in your territory but I’m here to stay and that isn’t going to change unless I am told by someone other than you. So you better get use to me. Sorry Charlie.

You care? Really? I’m kinda sick of hearing it. Especially when that “care” is conditional. I love hard and unconditionally. Always have and always will. But there is a certain point that you can push me to until I break. And yes I can say I’ll never talk to you or care again but we both know that’s not true because I’m am probably one of the very few people left in this world that would literally drop everything and give the world to any and everyone no matter what they have done to me. And you take that for granted. And this time. You have crossed that line. Three or four times. Hell much more than that but I’m giving you the benefit of the doubt. You treat me now as if I’m the most despicable person you’ve ever encountered. So let’s see how this plays out. But I’ll be damned if I let you make me feel as if I have ruined you. You walked all over me and I have allowed it. But now it’s time for you to grow up. Get a life. And realize the world doesn’t revolve around you. Then come talk to me.