Actually thought you cared enough to at least text me back today. I mean, surely you know what my dogs mean to me. Apparently I was wrong about that too. You don’t care about things that are important to me, unless they somehow relate to you. Please stay out of my life. Out of my head. Get out of my dreams. Go fuck hayley some more and let me be happy. Don’t call me when you hear I’m in town or when you are near me. Don’t call me at all. Stop hurting me. I’m not gonna be your booty call any more. I know what your heart is capable of, and this is just a pathetic waste if that.I can’t believe after everything you said you turned out to be your father. And yet, I still would trust you above all else. I still believe your lies. And i would still give my life for another night in your arms. But I will try to survive. I am surviving. Rus and I will be okay. And I only hope you will be too.