
as soon as i thought, wow you’re so incredible, the best boyfriend.. you promised to do one little thing for me, and then ditch me for your douche bag friend on the one day i am BEGGING you to come and pick me up. I had an anxiety attack and still am struggling to stop having one, and you’re still fucking off with him.. After two and a half years I thought i’d come first, but apprently, he will always come first. i really cant take this. he doesnt understand, and doesnt care, it’s all about him, expecially when i need him most. im not good enough for him in his eyes. well fuck you. do this to me again and see what happens cunt.