Rule#1: Don't try to make me feel sorry for your ass, after you tried to commit suicide 3 months ago and failed, after I tried to talk you out of it.
Rule#2: Don't tell me I shouldn't keep things in, that I should tell people, when you can't even take you're own fucking advice.
Rule#3: Don't tell me, that you'll tell me tomorrow, when you know good and fucking well, you won't. You don't want help.
Rule#4: Don't tell me you hate taking medication, and refuse to take it, when that's what you should be on, or you should be in a fucking mental institution!
Rule#5: Don't make me feel guilty for being a bitch to you, after it's no one elses fault but you're own!
Okay? Yeah, that's what I thought. Buh bye.
