I hate you sm. You ruined me. You broke me. But I feel like I broke you I feel I’m the reason you do that to yourself I feel I did smth wrong to you. But you did all those things to me. You put ur hands on me. You used me to make you feel better. You caused me to start harming myself. You made my anxiety worsen so much I had panic attacks from you just ignoring me for an hour. I cried for you so many times, but why didn’t you cry for me? Why did you do those things. Why did you use me. Why didn’t you tell me that you didn’t love me. Why? I hate you sm. I hate how I’m being forced to stay around you.
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