Slow down and take the time to listen, really listen. Maybe it's taking time to sit down with a song you've heard a thousand times and really, deeply, listen to it. Really hear the words, the meaning. Maybe learn the story behind it.
You purposely kept all that things correspondence. And tried to explain it away. Fucking really? Do you enjoy how much this hurts me? Do you enjoy how that thing used you and then spit you out? Is that a happy memory for you? Is my crying? I am tired of this thing haunting me. Evil cunt poltergeist. It will never go away; it's my cross to bear, apparently.
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