That's enough for me.

I'm tired of trying to understand why you simply hate, why you just decide to ignore and pretend nothing ever happened, I'm definitely tired of you, at all.
While you're slowly dancing sitting in your uncomfortable messy bed, laughing hard of all the inside jokes you create inside your own head, staring at the phone screen, making everyone turn against me because of the truth you think is real, here I am standing up, doing my stuff every fucking day, fighting against every fucking demon inside my head, every disgraceful thought about bullshit I read, about my own failures, about the uncertainties of my own future.

I can't waste time on your paranoias anymore. I can't read your mind and freak out every time I see your name around desiring what's mine by prize, by merit. I can't lose any more peace to keep going because of your shitty talk, that gossip you made up to yourself to hit me under the wrong circumstances, using the wrong substances, for all instances you're the wrong one in this whole situation.

Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about. You not only know all of it but you also wanted it to end like this. You needed so much attention, so many free hands to touch you and make you feel wanted, so many voices to say the words you wanna hear, so many bodies and souls for you to use and devour. You're not even human anymore, you're just what was left from an old tale of an annoying and inconvenient parasite walking around its "preys" to choose where to suck all energies first.

You're coming to a new level of disgusting. You're downgrading to a way lower standard I've never seen before. You betrayed. You lied. You manipulated. You played your game this whole time, and now it's my turn. I have new rules and you don't fit any of them. You're out, and you'll always be out, 'cause that's what you deserve, that's what you finally get after so many failed attempts to see me fall. Not again. Not ever.