Maybe if you knew how bad I needed you right now you would be apologizing and trying to make me feel better instead of ignoring me when you know how hurt I am. How hurt you’ve made me. While you’re out there fucking all those girls and clubbing and fucking your life up in ways you cannot afford, I’m sitting on my couch crying over how incredibly ridiculous what you did to me was. I’m hurt and my stomach hurts and there’s so much going on and I just need your support and your care and instead you’re hurting me more. I just can’t believe you.