I wish it was the sixties, I wish I could be happy...

It's always something, isn't it?

I don't know what I'm doing wrong.

I've been sick and feverish for two days now. Instead of sticking by me, he goes out with his shitass friends. When he's sick, I stay with him and get him whatever he needs. Just because I handle sickness better than most doesn't mean he can just abandon me. And yesterday I had it real bad, I was even overly emotional (watching Ghost, crying my eyes out, etc) but all he did was ignore me. He spent more time on my computer than even looking at me. What did I do to deserve this? Ever since he's been back he's only pushed me away and ignored me.

This fucking sucks.