All those times I was being cheerful and happy about something & you did little hateful things. I noticed. All those times when Id share something really positive and youd interject with some dark statement. I noticed. I noticed that no matter what you had you were never happy. I noticed that real joy just didnt exist. I noticed that you were sad and afraid and dark and mean. And then you turned on me. I watched you. I heard you. I listened and I experienced you. Your cruelty. And then I took my stand. And as I held out my hand to say stop. That is enough. You noticed.
Posted on: Sat, 27 Dec 2014 09:41:23 +0000
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