i have empathised with you way too many times. the anger that you fill me up with is strange. we never communicated with words. we always laughed about nothing. pretending we were all good. you were an asshole. only thinking about your dick. somehow i thought i wanted you, when all i really wanted (and needed) was someone. don't you dare ever give yourself the satisfaction that you broke my heart, you didn't. i did that all myself. you do not deserve that satisfaction. fuck you.