I think that you're so worried about me wanting you, that you haven't realized that you don't want me anymore. I think you just want someone to want you to boost your ego. You want me to want you. But you don't want me. Well guess what. With how this is going, I don't want the person you're being. You're mean. You take every opportunity to tell me what a terrible person I am. I'm too much for you. You know how much that hurt. That my feelings are too much for you. That I'm too much for you. Fuck it makes me feel terrible. I have too many feelings and too many thoughts for you. All you do is list how you don't like me. So obviously you don't want me. I just don't understand. I mean if I'm as awful as you seem to think then why are you wasting your time. Just to continue to put me down and tell me how shitty I am? What's the point of that. I just. I don't know. Maybe I don't want you. I don't want anyone. I just want to be okay again. I want to be okay being alone again. I want to be okay with myself. And then when the time is right the right person will come along. And they'll love me how I want to be loved. They'll want to be with me. They'll want to see me and talk to me. They'll want to spend their time with me. They'll want to be with me on my birthday because it's just a reason to celebrate me. And they'll want me with them because things aren't the same when I'm not there. They'll love me how I loved you. How I wish you loved me. So maybe I don't want you. But you don't want me either. So I don't know what we're doing here. You don't want to fix anything. You want to argue with me and tell me what a shit person I am. And I just. I don't know I guess. I love you. I really do. But like you've told me, maybe that's just not enough anymore
