You basically told me last night that you didn’t care if I stopped talking to you. So i didn’t reply to your ass hole of a text message.
Then you call me this morning? What is wrong with you, let. me. go. you don’t even like me. You just get this sick twisted amusement out of watching me be so fucking sad over you. Fuck you for ever making me think you had feelings for me. Even though actions speak louder than words you will never tell me how you actually feel.