All he wants to do is drink and play his computer game. He insults me all the time, probably because he’s slept with really attractive girls and I’m fat. I’m over it but I love him. I feel like he doesn’t care about me. I don’t even care about looks anymore. I just want someone who treats me right. But that’s never going to happen. I’m too broken. No one is ever going to love me the way I need them too. It’s all bullshit.