(now playing: diet mountain dew by lana del rey)

He doesn’t know why he’s so bitter, throwing out all your gifts and wiping your contact off his phone.

He doesn’t know why he’s so hurt, so upset by some stupid fling. He wasn’t even your boyfriend! And this is what he wanted in the first place; to be left to wallow in his own misery like some kicked puppy. This is what he sought, isn’t it? To be driven out so he could lick his own wounds and bite at passerbys.

A hand pulls him up from the countertop roughly, and his fingers go lax around the glass as it clatters to the floor and shatters.