You fucking broke me. I was insanely in love with you and you just didn't care about me. You used my feelings against me and used me for my body, convincing me to do stuff I wasn't ready to do just because you made me believe you would want to be with me after. You only texted me when you needed to get your head off of things or when you were bored and from one point on you just texted me to make out or to ask me for pics. You said you cared, you said you wanted to help me and stand by me through the tough times but after a while I understood that you were just saying that to eventually have sex with me. You hurt me, a lot, and you won't even admit it now that we don't talk anymore.