I don't have privacy over at melo anymore. Nope. I'm having a good night. You know...I love the feeling of being used [sarcasm]....I love the way I think that if I give him what he wants, that he will someday maybe open his motherfucking eyes and realize what he has right in front of him. I'm done. He can go find another person to use. I'm over it. So done. I'm sending him an email in a sec telling him I can't do that anymore. Won't be his fallback plan anymore. He's not getting anything else from me. Fuck that. ugh.