Shallow bitch

I guess I was wrong. I would normally have just taken my thought and myself from you. Like a punishment with no end. Cruel. But then it fades and so does the hurt of abandonment. But it's still there. It's happened to me. It's awful being left to question, standing alone, scratching your ass going" what the fuck happened here."
Instead. I go for honesty. Whether my statements true or unfounded. You asked for the truth. I gave it. Now I'm sorry I did. Fuck honesty. I'm the shallowest motherfucker alive this day!