InvaderBuggBoo

It's never about what I want, or what I deserve, it's never about me. A toy, a rage doll, used only for one's amusement then tossed aside, nameless and forgotten. That is what I've become, a rage doll. All emotions drained away from the acts of a secert. What is this seceret? It's forced, unwanted, leaves me feeling exasuted and broken every night. It makes me feel alone, makes me loose all respect for men, the one man I should be able to trust with my life decaying all bonds in the most vunderable way imaginable. Taking ayway the only thing that should be mine to choose who recives the privillage of doing so. Taking it all away then u

I'm sorry i've got to do this I can't take anymmore. I loved you, and always will, please don't forget me, cos i'll never forget you. I hope to see you later on when your time to pass has come. thankyou for helping me I'm sorry it didnt work out better, you all tried your best please dont blame your selves. thats not what I want, I want you all to be happy, go on with your lives. do it for me cos I couldnt do it, not even for myself. I tried my best to be happy and free but at the end of the day, thats just not me.