You say you wouldn’t judge my looks, that I’m beautiful no matter what, that you’ll always love me and be there for me.
But did you really stay?
You never left but you never stayed either.
When I wasn’t feeling well, you’d be more upset over the fact I wasn’t able to spend time with you. You filled me with empty words of comfort, perhaps trying to convince yourself that you’d be there for me, but I never felt your presence.
When I sleep too much, you told me to never wake up again. You never appreciated those nights I forced myself awake, even as I felt my head and mind starting to rot.
I tried bringing it up, but you say you like talking to me at night, that it was quiet. So it was my health at your convenience and comfort? Shocking
I always tried being there for you, I sacrificed my sleep and mentality, yet what did I receive?
I told you I wanted to cut myself, I hoped to seek your warmth and comfort. Instead you told me not to because it’d make you sad. Diabolical.
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