I walked up to my room. Flopped down on my bed, which I worked so hard on making this morning. Right now I didn’t give a care. I am the meanest person. Am I? Or was I just Showing my feelings?? Wait… how does this make me the bad person?? All I did was remind him what he did to break my heart. But after he said he loved me…. I guess that broke his. I’m at blame. For all of this saddness. Great….