I worked 8 hours today, bought you dinner and provide, with no help from you, a roof, internet and power, for this apartment and you have the nerve to call me dumb? And not apologize?? I thought that I was important, but you sure aren’t treating me that way.
All I want is for Jesse to make it out okay. Seriously. That kid has gone through so much.
I’m pretty sure my boyfriend doesn’t love me. I’m just a fucking convenience for him.
You fucking asswipe.