'It takes two to Tango', they said.
We both made our faults. But not as severe as yours.
You tell me that you loved someone else then me.
You tell me that I loved "the you who pretended that you were all 'that'" and this is the real 'YOU'. The YOU who's always been an *** to people, had ***** desires and 'not following the rules', etc.
I still find it ******* that this is 'real you'.
Now look at where you are now:
jobless, because it's too much work and you don't want stress,
living in an apartment with a few friends who are as almost as equal as you, even relatives,
indecisive like a girl, which turns out you wish you were,
you seek for 'your kind of love' when it's your lust,
a cheater and a liar,
the list can go on and on.
And you call that FREEDOM?

I recently found a job, a job that I adore,
I've been as honest as I can,
not as much judgmental than before, then again the whole world is FULL of judgement and opinions. Just learn how to carry on, instead of being a little ***** about it.
I've been fixing **** up in my family, it's doing average so far,
didn't bother to have any other relationships, no point when your hearts-empty-cold.

But the funny thing is in the end,
we can't live without each other.
YOU can't live without HATING me through a screen, and MOCKING me severely. Which makes me wonder that if you truly loved me at one point, in order to have this hatred. They say "Love and Hate is on the same Tip of a Blade". You also look at other girls, seeking for some sort of attention or affection, still drowning in your illusions of delusions, yet I've always been here for you, to give you all off that.

And I can't live without knowing that your doing alright, and missing the
old you.