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not even a thought....

So he got himself beer for draft night. Didn't even bother to ask if I wanted anything... Not even a thought. I don't even want to be in the same room with him right now. Not that it would matter. He doesn't fucking care about me. it's becoming more and more evident. 

Feeling like an after thought. I'm worth so much better than this... 

Gonna eat and go to bed. 

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