Finally, A Brain Scan Diagnoses Mental Illness
I Won’t Let You Go
You are full of it.
You are fake, flitting from one person to the next.
You are full of lies, full of excuses, full of issues.
One day you profess a certain level of love, loyalty, and friendship…
And then, like a Gemini plugging along, you move on to the next person.
You make me utterly sick.
I’m sorry I ever wasted my time being your friend.
You’re giving back nothing, but excuses, not realizing I know the truth.
Take all your bullshit and sell it to someone who cares.
You have lost the privilege of having me in your life.
I’m walking away, do not follow me.
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