I Love it and hate it all at the same time.
I hate the fact that I made you what you are today. I taught you how to be straightforward with your feelings. I taught you to be ruthless. But wise in how you treat others. I taught you how to establish a strong mind and how people will respect you and fear you. I told you ” I’ll guide you through anything and trust me it won’t be easy. I’ll be there when you need anything. I’ll change you for the better”. Now we don’t talk. You abuse in what I taught you. You started hurting the ones that are the closest to you. Only if you allowed me to speak. I could save you from this mental diaster. I’m disgusted in what i’ve created. So i’m just going to sit down. Drink my fine whine. Smoke my cigar and reminisce the person I use to know.