What the fuck do you want from me?
Blood?
I really don't understand.
It's like your not satisfied unless you can prove something, but what are you trying to prove?
What am I missing?
What do I have left to give you that you have not already taken?
Why does everything have to be a constant battle?
Can't we just do our best and try to learn from this lesson?
Why can't we just BE?
What is the point in fighting?
Does the thought of dragging me down lift you up?
Does pointing out others flaws turn you into the kind of person you desire?
Why do you feel so defensive if you are happy with your own choices?

What the fuck else do you want from me!?