Go ahead and use me. I don't feel right when I'm special. I don't feel good when I'm smart. It's better when
Asshole
Idiot
This time I want it to hurt bad. I want to wake up screaming for you to take me back. I need that. Just to stop knowing I don't need anyone.
It's me that nobody needs
Useless prick
Stop telling me how great I am because it's just way too much to live up to. Just use me up, get what you want, and let me fuck this up like a normal relationship. I'm not asking for much, dammit.
Shit, this one's gonna hurt.
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You wanna know something? Then keep reading. I used to make peanut butter and syrup when I was a kid. You know what? It was good. Damn, it was good. It was better than any piece of perfect you could put in front of me.
There has to be a way to go back, there just has to. I liked that stuff. It was happiness. It was simple. Happiness was as simple as stirring together some peanut butter and syrup.
Add a little butter.
Put it in the fridge for 30 mins.
Spread it on a sandwhich.
Those fucking complications, you know 'em. You know, those ones that just get there. Suddenly, the thing I like is just not enough. I gotta dress it up and make it better. Soon, it's not like it used to be.
ONE FUCKING CONSTANT IS ALL I WANT TO MAKE ME HAPPY, YOU FUCKS!
Well, for now anyway.