I sit here on my own, and I wonder.
I wonder whether you really want me.
I wonder whether you're actually becoming attracted to me.
I wonder why you waste your time on me.
I'm a pathetic nothing.
I don't know. I feel as though we are drifting, and you know one of my problems is sex. I'm sorry, but you know it is, and I can't say it to you cause it's too hard. But, what's changed?
Why was it, when we weren't "together", you would go out of your way...and now you're claiming to not enjoy it? 
The other night "you know I don't like sex..."...Next morning, you want it?? Seriously? If you just wanna screw with me, end everything now. Save me the suffering and just break me now.
Its not just the sex. Its the petty arguments we have too. I know I start fights, as do you. But why, why do you push me so far. Do you test me to see how well I can restrain myself? You seem to intentionally push (even when I've been the one to start the argument) and I just lose it. I lose it to the point I hurt myself.
I hate it when it happens and I just need to get it off my chest. But why can't you just leave me so we can both be safe?
I know the world would be a better place without me.


I'm just writing crap now...I don't even know what I've said.
I just hope I don't offend you too much when you read this. 


I still love you...
Part of me just wants you to break my heart right now.