i don’t ask for much. i lowered myself to a level i don’t want to ever be at to try to get you to give me what i wanted.
i don’t think i need to ask you to hurt me ever again. you do that just fine.
i’d just rather it be physically instead of what the shit ever you’ve been doing.
fuck you for ignoring me. fuck you for leaving me home on my own and going to carters to shove your nose up his ass and baby him.
carter doesn’t like you. carter doesn’t have the emotional capacity to like you. you’re just some guy to him.
i don’t think even i can like you anymore.