***This is property of A. Schrock. ( A good friend of mine ^ ^ ). And is my inpiration for Jason and the raccoon girl ( name unknown O.o... might stay that way.. ) ***

Save me. That's all that i ask. Is it really so much? It wouldn't take as much as you probably think. Just tell me you love me, that's all i want to hear. But once i've heard it will it be enough, or will i starve for something anew. I really don't know. All i can say is that i need to hear this from you, now. I need to be told that someone cares. That... forget it. Never mind. I've danced this dance before and it's getting old. I know the steps. And i know the tune. When one song ends i just start up again. Never stopping. But i suppose that that is the way i work. Maybe that's what i really want. I don't want to hear that you love me. Because the truth is you don't. I want you to hurt me. That's the only reason why i'm with you. That's the only reason why i am with any of them. I want to hurt. I want to feel the pain you cause me. I want to be abused. Use me. Abuse me. But DON'T fuck with me! That's what was different about you. You didn't simply make me feel like shit. Hurting me inside and out. You messed with my mind. YOU FUCKED ME UP! And i hate you for it. At first you were like them all. Piggish. But then you changed. I don't know what happened, but you changed on me. You weren't supposed to start being nice. Start loving me back. And not that stupid kind of love where some guy is just saying what he knows she wants to hear, the only kind of love i have ever gotten. No. You starting caring. Started getting worried about me. YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO DO THAT! You ruined everything. If only you didn't care then i could hate you like the others. I would have a reason to hate you. But now i can't. Every guy i was with reenforced my belief that no one loved me. That no one cared. But when you held me i knew it was different. I knew that if i died you would be the one to cry at my funeral. And so i can't hate you. I can't tell myself that nobody loves me anymore. I can't use that as an excuse. So please, just tell me you love me, then leave me.