I always knew there'd be someone.

Someone nearby that I could trust. Someone I could tell anything. Someone I could talk to, and have fun with, and enjoy the company of, and would feel the same about me.

Someone who cared about me no matter what I did.

Someone who would always be there for me, to help me out when shit hit the fan.

Someone who would forgive me, no matter what I did.

Someone who would love me, no matter how much I hated my self.

Someone who would love me for me.

Someone I could tell my secrets, and not have to worry about them telling someone else.

Someone who wouldn't talk about me behind my back.

Someone I could trust with anything.

It's good to have someone like that in your life.

Wait...

Never mind.

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Dedications.

Yes, it's a dedication. To whom, you decide. I guess it depends on whether you want to pretend we ended on good terms and that the song reminded me of some one else.

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Skillet - Open Wounds

In the dark with the music on
Wishing I was somewhere else
Taking all your anger out on me, somebody help
I would rather rot alone
Then spend a minute with you
I'm gone, I'm gone

And you can't stop me from falling apart
'Cause my self-destruction is all your fault

[Chorus]
How could you, how could you, how could you hate me?
When all I ever wanted to be was you?
How could you, how could you, how could you love me?
When all you ever gave me were open wounds?

Downstairs the enemy sleeps
Leaving the TV on
Watching all the dreams we had turn into static
Doesn't matter what I do
Nothing's gonna change
I'm never good enough

And you can't stop me from falling apart
'Cause my self-destruction is all your fault

[Chorus]

Tell me why you broke me down and betrayed my trust in you
I'm not giving up, giving in when will this war end?
When will it end??

You can't stop me from falling apart [3X]
'Cause my self-destruction is all your fault.

[Chorus]

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I guess that's it then.

With you gone, I've only got my internet friends.

Don't tell me I don't. I was introduced to a new friend, but oh look, just like everybody else, she wants nothing to do with me.

Internet friends. Can they be called that?

If they knew something was wrong, I know of only one who would try to stop it. One person outside of my family, and they live on the other side of the fucking world.

I was happy for you. I still am. You have friends. You have value.

But when you got friends and started ignoring me, I needed support more than ever.

You have value. Use it. Do everything you can to make your mark on the world.

God knows it's too late for me.

I'll see you in Hell.

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