Do it. Come on.
After thinking about it, I’m starting to realize how much you’ve fucked me over. Acting like I’m not a person. Not taking anything I say seriously. Sure, you can read me. But you won’t listen to me. You don’t care about anything I try to do. I’m tired of being led on. I know it’s not out of maliciousness, but out of you being clueless. I know you say you...