I should know by now. I should know that you’re an asshole and I’m better off without you. You’ve fucked me over so many times, but I keep running back to you. I’m so tired of this. Either we’re together and I’m happy or we don’t talk at all and I feel like dying. So, tell me darling, why are you doing this to me? Can I go back in time and make it like I never met you or…
