*sigh* i thought about you the other day when "our" song came on. so unfair that i don't even get to keep a song i liked without thinking of you. you took so much. no more than i gave you i suppose.
and i know you think nothing of it. nothing of me. you are living your life just pleased as fücking punch.
in the end i suppose i'm more disappointed in myself than anything. i fell for it and i cared. to compound that stupidity, i told you how i felt. fück me for being honest.
now i can add you to list of liars that insist on proving the stereotype of male worthlessness.