I quit. I fucking quit.
Just because I'm nice to you, doesn't mean you can take advantage of me, push me around and play with my feelings. One moment, he's into you, one moment, not, one moment, in between a sea of awkwardness. Seriously. I hate feeling like this. So insecure, useless and useless. But. I'm better than that, I'm better than you and I will not give two fucks anymore.