why do i keep picking men who don’t give a d### about me. like is it love if he hits you? if he uses you? if he humiliates you? nah. at the start he was all over me every d### day, now i’m lucky if it’s once a week. and even then he won’t let me finish because he says he “doesn’t like the smell.” i gave up parts of myself for him, quit s### i actually cared about, and for what? nothing.