He called me this morning to let me have it over the phone. Then he asked me if I wanted a ride to the store. Yeah man like I'm going to want to sit in the car with you while you tell me how much of a piece of shit I am then go grocery shop.
So now I'm out a trip to the store for who knows how long. Until this blows over which could be days.
I feel so small after this, I feel like I'm the world's most shittiest person.
I don't know whether you like to be called pretty, handsome, beautiful, or cute but you're all of them and more