vomit #24

i never loved you, you forced me to say it every night and guilted me/ made me feel so terrible if i didn’t..

my needs never matted no matter how much i complained it was just fucking noise to you. i always had to sleep on floors and sofas and got the shortest straw without even drawing one..

i don’t fucking matter.

just how people see us matters.

apparently.

 

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