Stop putting the blame on me for your own decisions made. Even if I did so ever affect your choices, at the end of the day it was you who should be responsible for the outcome. You chose your own path, not me. I shrug every time you would blame me for who you are now - lazy, procrastinating and somewhat 'dumb' according to you, and I would think whether it was ever really my fault? Did I make you like this? Should I carry the guilt and shame for liking hot chocolate for the foam when I have my milo? Yes, screw me for not understanding the imperfections in my loved ones and in love itself. Blame me for finding the missing puzzle pieces which would have fitted you perfectly. But I had only in mind somewhat a stereotype which would have made you a better person. But it is too much to ask for a change for the better, no? Criticize me for not being able to cook, but it is a skill I can always pick up whenever I have the chance. Even if I may not be able to achieve world-class culinary skills, but I'm pretty sure the basics are already enough? But telling you to put your mind to work and not only dream is a task too hard for you, huh. You dream and dream, sometimes they wander so far away.. but they only remain a dream. And blaming me for you who are today helps the situation much better, doesn't it. I know sometimes you're only taunting and playing mind games with me, but I still have the ability to feel. I have emotions. Behind every "It's your fault" only kills me a little further.
