Better to be Crazy, Fucked Up & Alone, Then With You.

Title pretty much about just says it all now don't it? But since it's just so much fun to go into crazy, fucked up details, I will.

I would rather be all alone on a isolated smoldering corner of hell without anything to do, anyone to talk to, or anything to look at besides flaming corpses and rotting souls, then be with you.

Frankly I still don't know why I wasted so much time thinking there was the smallest chance you'd ever, oh I dont know, stop being the biggest bitch in the universe but I soppose I should thank you in a way, cuase now I'm completely immune to guilt trips, bitchy rants, and let's not forgot that your constant bitchy nature has this break up process alot easier since I simply don't care about you enough anymore to miss you any, Kudos to you, You've managed to make another person stop caring about you, you get a cookie.