I don't understand what I did wrong. Why do I always end up feeling cheap and unfit? Fuck feeling inadequate. Fuck laying in bed thinking about everything we’re not doing together. Fuck feeling like time is running out between us two. Fuck self image. Fuck the internet and facebook. Fuck loneliness. Fuck having to do it all over again tomorrow. Fuck youth. This isn’t youth. This isn’t freedom and weightlessness. Fuck not feeling young. Fuck waiting for you to apologize and say that you were so wrong, that you're sorry. Fuck us not talking to each other. Fuck you for not trusting me enough and saying that I don't listen to you and that I don't understand you, and not even have the patience to explain things to me again, when I spend hours and hours trying to cheer you up, even if it's not working. Even if it's not working, I never stopped trying. Fuck you for not getting me at all either, for not being here, for not having my back and not even care about my problems when I spend my days and nights caring about yours. Fuck you for treating me like crap, and then being so unfair, telling me that I put up the guilt routine because I tell you that you acted like a jerk and you're not even sorry. You messed things up, boy, you messed things so hard by waiting this long that I can't even tell you what to do, because it's me again, I'm the ONE saying that something has to change, and you're only gonna read that AND YOU DON'T HAVE A FUCKING CLUE ABOUT WHY THIS IS SO HORRIBLE AND IMPORTANT and why I'm so damn sad. I'm sad. I'm really hurt. Oh my god. Fuck you. Fuck this. I'm already gone.