What intrigues me most about humanity is how one of the few souls who always sacrifice again and again, do their all to get you back on your tracks, and not fall into what’s killing them as well… they get attacked by the same other thought-you-would-be friend, they will stab you. they will get you twice as hard when you show them help. they use you, they say “here’s my problem you caused it” then when you say “well if i had i better get to fixing…” when in reality, they caused it for themselves for repeatedly ignoring the truth of the entire matter… when i am on my knees hoping for you to get back what the devil took from you… and you go back to the devil… how am i suppose to feel? am i wrong for attempting to set it straight? for going through absurd ways to bring light to this situation? or am i just a part of the play, and how many will lie to me to make me believe i’m in more tough shit then it is? that your hate for me grows because the one who makes the lies, is who you keep turning back to… only single digit days have you realized your faults… and how i’m right… i always am… and you have said so before. so if you don’t get your foot out your ass… and realize what is really killing you for the past however many years… i’m not the one whining, when you pull back the curtains you’ve been playing the stage all along.