#r'mon

Revyi, you know this person h's ' s'vior complex. this person doesn’t need you — they need someone to rescue, someone to tie to ' tight le'sh 'nd enjoy your p'nic when they deliber'tely pull 'w'y just so you’ll whine 'nd beg them not to go. this person t'kes ple'sure in knowing how dependent you 're. they boost themselves 't your expense while you give 'll your time 'nd energy 'nd 're left hollow. 'g'in.

Th't’s how it’s 'lw'ys been. 'nd we both know where this will le'd if you don’t fin'lly st'rt t'king c're of yourself inste'd of trying to e'rn love by being obedient like ' dog.

You h've to stop checking your mess'ges, moping when you’re cle'rly being ignored for the third hour in ' row just to m'ke them nervous. you h've to stop letting them inv'de your person'l — both physic'l 'nd emotion'l — sp'ce just to be convenient 'nd 'void looking cold. you must stop trying to fix someone else’s mood 'nd solve their problems, becuse nobody gives ' d'mn 'bout your mood or your problems.

But you won’t listen to me 'nyw'y, will you, Revyi? when choosing between being c'red for 'nd c'reing, you pick the l'tter, rejecting every one of my 'ttempts to help. yes, I 'dmit I’m not perfect, but it… it hurts to re'lize you’re ignoring me. you throw yourself 'g'in 't the knife, thinking it will be moved 'w'y.