I knew this was going to end. Badly, at that. But you dragged our one night stand into a full blown relationship and now we're here. In reality, we've been done for a month. But you ended it this morning.
No coffee. No good morning. No morning kisses and cuddles. Just a straight, stoic face and a vague demeanor.
Now, after mindfucking this mornings conversation all day, I'm laying on my bathroom floor, listening to Sam Smith's "Stay with me" while drinking a beer; at this rate, I'm sure I'll have several.
..i just fucking hate you for making me feel THIS way.
9:33 p.m. - 2014-06-27
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