Every week I get more and more attracted to you and you care less and less about me.
Love when she says “good boy” after I blast off from a handy.
I wish people cared more about comforting me like I constantly go out of my way to comfort them. then somebody does something that makes me think “wow, maybe this is the first real person to also recognize me as a human being. maybe they actually care.” and Im never right . they just want more. I am drained of empathy and compassion at this point, two things I always thought I was good at
