thanks for the sleepless night

it's 2:40 a.m. right now and what am i doing? throwing my cellphone into a corner, hell yeah !
if you ever meet someone who's mentally ill: run
this chapter of my life ended this night. and i will shine like an angel even after your lazy heart put me through hell.
i'm a little bit scared that he will hurt himself, but i can't take care anymore. no, he never wanted me, at least not the way i wanted to be loved. and: he doesn't even know me, how can he talk about love? how can he use this word? this will never happen again, it will get better now, i will feel so good without you.