“For someone as beautiful as you are, it’s a shame you’re such an insufferable ass,” I blurt out angrily. Stillness rings. “I’m not that bad, you know,” I continue. “You are constantly turning your back on me, ignoring me when I’m around like I’m a punishment to talk to, and it makes me feel like shit. You make me feel even lonelier than I already was.” I can’t believe I said that. I can’t believe I said that out loud. But if I’m shocked, he is floored.
