How could I believe a compulsive liar ? You never cared and not from the fact that you weren't there. It's because it's been exemplified in your actions when I'm not around. You cast stones at me with my back turned and expect me to believe that's some type of care. Tough love isn't real love and I'll never be converted. You're a liar a trader and a manipulator and the words that follow the last time your worthless name is uttered will be good riddance. Will be finally with a sign of relief. You have tried to infiltrate and bastardize my heart for the last time. Take your austism and die by yourself.
Knowing I would be emotionally attached to the finality of life and existence or garnering experience you have weighted death on me to consider your feelings. Suffer. Faggot.