It’s okay, I’m use to it

I don’t even know why you bother to ask how I would feel, if you went and did this and that when we both know you’re not being considerate of my feelings at all, that you’re only doing it out of gesture to make it seem like you “care”. You know exactly what makes me happy and what makes me sad but whatevers, fuck how I feel, it’s not like you ever gave a shit anyways.