scrape and scrap.
if you tried harder,
i would have let you in.
i thought that you wanted to give a damn
but it seems like you were just filling in your curiosities.
well.
at least i know now.
that my instincts were right.
i feel like it's a loss that i actually took the time to even bother about you.
the real me wouldn't have thought twice about what to do.
why would i treat you any different? it's not like you matter anyway. the way that i never really mattered to you before, right?
so yeah.
whatever.
i don't have to care.