In the end how does it turn out? I can only cater to so many egos and forget myself so much. I need to keep myself first in a sense of balance. I can't keep giving and I'm not your whore. That's right baby, Bang Bang.
It was twisting my soul to be there for you but only suffer so much before I can't go on. I won't tell you since you're a master of words and manipulation. I have no contest to win, I just leave. That's how I feel.
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