I’ve always liked you and you knew that. You even asked me out and then said just kidding. You always had to tell me when you were fucking some bitch. I stopped liking you and then you said I was yours. You would call me your girlfriend and call me pet names. I made it clear that I didn’t want you anymore and that’s when you decided you wanted me. I honestly fucking hate you but there is still a small part of me that cares for you. I fucking hate myself for that.