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Not one string in the strings of things is attached to any such thing.

Your choices are yours. love is in the details. The art of noticing. The art of caring not from your ideas but from all the clues.thats there are no strings to pull just a sense of value. Of togetherness you cant seem to connect with the principle that how i feel valued is how you take care to listen and understand and that not one string ties you to your ultimate choices. I've asked and never recieved the kind of love i need. Not any effort. In any personal love cause i saw merrit in. There are no strings attached. You are and have always been free. Free to do what suits you and to dissapoint me. I am allowed to feel disapointed. Its the choice you make, its the risk you take. Unintentional cruelty. Who is to blame? The conditions i foolishly believed i had a right to set? Or your refusal to take my needs seriously. No you are the one intent on pulling strings and you cant blame me for another oppressor's folly. You dont. Get that luxury sorry. I dont fit in the same boat dont even try it. If you want to live your life in your own way dont start with me. Start with the real proplem you can never face. I refuse to pay your penalties for you and you owe me some big time grace. I've enabled you far too long. To give them reasons to slap me in the face. You are the taker. You take from where you should give and give to where you should take. no strings attached. No gun to your head. You're a big person. You go live YOUR Life no strings attached. a one man show. A no show. Give it a rest. You got it good so dont blame me for the rest. And pick up the strings off the floor its making a mess. Or you could make an effort to go the extra mile and pick up my heart for me and start doing your best to make me feel important in some way instead of just one of the rest you owe me better than that. And futher more could you do it no strings attached?