It never was about me, was it?
All you saw was a moment to show the world that you weren’t wrong. That this fucked up situation wasn’t for nothing.
I don’t even think you realize what you did. How you hurt me. How you fucking hurt me all the time. Everyday. Every hour. Every minute. Every second.
Am I over-reacting? Is this just me being stupid? All I wanted was for you to be happy for me...
Why couldn’t you do that?