Description: I just needed to write that even as much as i hate her i still need her and it is just sicking and i wish it would stop but it wont because I'm like addicted to her its fucked up. Really I so fucked up okay I'm not obsessed but something kinda like that.
I don't know why?
But I love to hate her.
I still go back to her,
Even when she stabs me in the back.
It's like I need her.
It is a sickness.
That I can't get over.
I say that I hate her.
That I never want to talk to her again,
But by the end of the day I need her.
It's really weird this sickness of mine.
How do I get better if I don't want too.
It's like I crave her.
Just to be a bitch to me.
It's so sicking that I need her so bad.
I tell her everything.
And she just acts as if it's not Important.
Well fuck her.
What sucks is that.
I know I'm just gonna go back to her.
And I just fucking hate it
This sickness is killing me.
I wish that it will go away.
Never to return again.
But when I really think about it.
I know that this is a sickness.
That never goes away.