leaving something behind

$15 for a pint of crown…. Only made myself a single drink with it…. Ya know… That makes about as much sense as the last time I bought a $32 fifth of crown black and drank less than a quarter of it… I like how former boyfriend says we’re going to be friends… Puts no effort into that… But when I initiate conversation and which leads to hanging out he drinks all of my alcohol… Makes me cry.. calls me an asshole… When I tell him not to call me that.. he says “I will call you the truth” cause you know inviting you over watching you drink my alcohol while everyone is having a good time and talking about a place I didn’t go this summer and how amazing and wonderful it was and more like “home” than here and how you’ve never been happier and didn’t miss a thing about here while I sob in the center of the couch playing with the animals and not speaking a word for more than a half hour… I sucked it hope hoping the subject would change since I at least thought everyone realized before bringing it up that it upsets me… I decide to go to bed when the subject still hasn’t changed and I can’t keep my crying discrete anymore…. I guess that makes me an asshole. If that is what you call “trying to be friends” then you’re a fucking idiot.