When they don’t have you, they are willing to do everything for you. Listen to the same song a billion times, they won’t complain. You shed a tear, you see the worry in their eyes. And after they have you, they change 180 degrees. They don’t even remember you exist sometimes. Oh you have needs? Sorry, me first. That’s what I was worried about at first. That’s the problem with boys.
Ever read old emails and think GODDAMN I WAS SUCH AN IDIOT?