Cry?!

You want to see me cry?

I tell you what...why don't you go back to the night after that party...

When I watched the faces of your "so-called friends" look at me like I was going to fall on my knees and ******** simply because they thought they saw something they wished they might have a chance to possess...

And while you do that...

Look at the tears in my eyes and the way you leaned into me....laid into me...after you completely ignored me for HOURS while you ************** with your so-called *business associates*...

You were angry because I drank white 'whine' and refused to eat...

When did you check on me?

When did you even consider the possibility that I might have wanted to be at your side...proving to the other women in the room...that men actually care for the opinion of the people they supposedly love?

You want more?

You want more?

Driver your *** to my house and speak to me like a man.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0077474/

~AC

PS...

There is audio from the 2-hours I cried in my apartment after you left. There are letters you have never read. There are blog posts you wish you had.

What do you think?

How do you feel?

Because I wanted to die and I lived anyway.