it makes me sick how you'll only just ever care about one thing. i can't do this anymore; i don't fit the mold. i never did, never will, and should shoot myself in the head for ever trying. what a dumb motherfucker. it must be nice to be so fucking loved. i'd say that i want a divorce, but we're not even married.
If you're planning to orbit around his whims, then you will most certainly never be subject to me and mine again. Just a fair warning; I will not have this shit happen to me twice.