I care, more than I'd like to admit to anyone. My feelings actually get hurt pretty easy. I'm a baby. But when someone actually hurts me, I act mad. Because it's a lot easier than telling them that it hurt. So I flip out and call them names and make them feel like crap and say things I regret later. Sometimes to the point where I don't think I can fix it. So far that hasn't happened. I don't think.
In 7th grade my "boyfriend" would jokingly say he's gonna break up with me, and I would laugh it off and play along, and the one day he said it, and he meant it. And I looked like a moron. So that could be part of it. I don't know why I'm using Wattpad as my therapist.
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