Coward
Hardly. Hardly. Hardly. Hardly. How can you turn your back. Emotional needs and whatever. You just can’t meet them. You can’t meet your own. You can’t look after yourself. You couldn’t look after me.
What made you think it was ok to disappear for a month?
What the fuck?
I just. Even one ghosting I should have dumped you. I put up with too much shit and why why why do I still write to you as though it could get better it can’t it’s full of shit because you don’t care.
All just lies. Lies lies lies and inconsistency. Why did I permit it though? Trust so much? Easier to excuse and think well of someone we love.
No bisexual no.
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