I hate how you put me in this position. You’re constantly putting the blame on me. Like it’s my fault we’re always fighting and arguing over stupid shit but that’s not even the bad part about it, its the fact that I let you do that to me. I allow you to push me around and walk all over me, I feel like you only keep me around to satisfy your needs, it’s almost as if you get pleasure out of doing it. But just wait until that one day when i’m no longer here, and you’ll regret ever taking advantage of me.