you fucking bitch, no good, no account, two faced, lying, caniving, scandalous, dope fiend scab. don't you fucking know what you are fucking doing to me. just the thought of you makes me cringe at times. you say you love me, but you are killing me. my life was empty before i met you, no worries, concerns, or regrets. just one wish-to die. when we met, and i got out of my shit and tried to help you. you said you wanted help, but you are unwilling to take the help. why? you know the shit is killing you, but you still fucking do it. i understand why you do it, the sme reason i did it for so long. but do you understand that you are killing me haviing to sit back and watch you slowly kill yourself. it wuld be easier for me if you would either quit doing the shit ir fust get it over with and kill yourself so i can. when we talk it is great. we get along great, then you log off or i do and all of a sudden i get this empty feeling inside. i feel so alone, and want out. i've gotten back into s/i since i met you, i've made an attempt since we met too. i don't blame you for all of my depression and thinking, but there is a place within all the mess with your name etched in stone. i want to stand by you and support you any way possible.but you are killing me inside and slowly outside. i was told by a few ppl that i should block you, and a few said i should stand by you. even after all the shit that you do to me, i love you and want to be with you. i want to stand by you, help you, see you happy, but i just can't. FUCK! i love you, and at the same time wish we had never met. i just can't let go tho.