Excuse the language.
Why do you manipulate me. Say it’s my fucking choice but tell me what you want me to do. I fucking love you. And I can’t even fucking stop myself from doing what you ask. EVEN when I don’t fucking want to.
All I want is for you to check my tumblr, and acknowledge how I feel! Don’t just tell me to “get over it” or “that’s not that bad”. IT IS TO ME!