"Again?!" he hissed in annoyance as you told your story for a hundredth times about this certain 'guy'. He knows that this fucker is only using you, but you just won't listen, do you?

"You're a lost cause. You know you shouldn't do this." He insisted. "Just because you're in the same bed, he's with someone else in his head." he cuts you off, anger burns in his caramel eyes.

Why can't you understand that there is someone who can treat you better than that fucker? Like.. himself.