I hate my inconsistent emotion towards you. One minute I think, "I could very well be with this boy for the majority of my life." and the next I think, "Why the fuck bother anymore?"
I wish you weren't so cold, so apathetic to every aspect of our relationship. I wish you called me beautiful, instead of hot or cute. I wish you respected me, missed me, maybe even loved me. I wish you did anything other than absolutely nothing. I hate phone conversations in which I cry and you dully reply, "yeah". I hate her. I hate always being the one left out, stepped on, ignored or disrespected.
I hate that you treat me like fucking shit, when all I do is