will I ever be rid of you.

How dare you? all 3 of you, I know all 3 of you read this. You have ruined me.. and then you come back to pick at the scab, just when I get over one, another one pops it ugly head and taunts. I dont care about your perfect boyfriend.. or your fucked up situation? or your insomnia... I offered everything I had and it was not good enough. Thats fine I can live with that, but what I cant live with is you trying to find some place in my life. I let you go, so do the same.