I lounge in the comforts of my soft bed on my cellular device tapping away at the keyboard:

[11:05:50 PM] Anna: is that what I was to you? insurance, an insurance policy? 
[11:10:50 PM] Anna: JUST FOR A GIRL? JUST TO MAKE A GIRL JEALOUS?

Rick is typing...

I'm pissed at the fact that my boyfriend has been lying to me the past couple of days, no sign of communication, no sign of affection, nothing. I knew something was wrong with him, I knew he liked this other girl, I knew it was just a lie.

[11:02:51 PM] Rick: Anna you are the most amazing, beautiful and talented person I have ever met. You're very kind and understanding and don't deserve someone like me, look, it's just complicated.

"Complicated?" Cut the bullshit, Rick.

[11:16:51 PM] Rick: And you're right, this isn't going to work out... 

Anna is typing...

[11:26:51 PM] Rick: you see where I'm getting at here.

Anna is typing...

[11:10:53 PM] Anna: I WAS WAITING
[11:11:53 PM] Anna: I
[11:12:53 PM] Anna: WAS
[11:14:53 PM] Anna: WAITING
[11:55:53 PM] Anna: I WAS WAITING FOR YOU TO BREAK UP WITH ME OR FOR ME TO BREAK UP WITH YOU. I KNEW THIS WASN'T GOING TO WORK OUT, THAT I WAS BEING USED JUST AS INSURANCE JUST TO GET AT A GIRL. IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT A GIRL
[11:35:54 PM] Anna: WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO GROW UP AND BE A MAN. WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO BE A MAN INSTEAD OF A LITTLE BOY, RICK?

I'm done with him, done with the emotions he's making me feel, done with his shit. I don't want to see him say "I'm sorry." I know he's going to say it and when he does say it I'm going to tear him apart and scream and kick like a fucking toddler. I don't want his bullshit, his empathy, nothing more from him. He broke my heart so many times; he's squeezed and punched and tore it to pieces, there's nothing left. No empathy is coming from me tonight, I'm done.

Rick is typing...

[11:28:56 PM] Rick: ...
[11:32:56 PM] Rick: I'm sorry

Anna is typing...

Oh look there are the words, "I'm sorry" just as excepted, except do you really mean it Rick? I don't fucking think so and you know why? Because I've heard it so many times, it's probably some lame excuse to make me feel better, or to make you feel better. What if you're actually depressed and you use the words, "I'm sorry" and you actually mean it, well I wouldn't know that. I wouldn't know that and I would think you're lying, which is something you've done to me all the time Rick-

[11:17:58 PM] Anna: -SO FUCK YOU THEN. IM SICK OF YOUR LIES AND CONFUSING EMOTIONS
[11:35:58 PM] Anna: IM SOOOOO GLAD YOU HAD THE GUTS TO BREAK UP WITH ME BECAUSE HONESTLY IM LAUGHING
[11:02:59 PM] Anna: I'M LAUGHING AT YOUR FUCKING BULLSHIT, AT THE PAIN YOU'VE CAUSED ME. HONESTLY, IM SO HAPPY RN

My mind was racing, I wanted to tell him so much more; how he shattered me and made me feel like crap. I wanted to tell him everything on my mind-

Rick is typing...

-except I couldn't because apparently this asshole was going to bed, even though I KNOW he's not ACTUALLY going to bed. I didn't say goodnight back and left him on "Read", I was too steamed. I wanted to punch something or throw something at the wall, but I was too exhausted for that.

I set me phone down, away from my face and felt my pillow cushion my head and close my eyes. I don't need his shit tonight, just go to sleep and all will be better in the morning, no more negative emotions, just happiness. . .