All it took to break you was a few weeks of sexual frustration? Oh my.
That's more like it. I am a little disappointed all the fight seems to have gone out of you. I want you to text me whenever you're hating me, whenever you're frustrated, whenever you need to lash out, whenever you consider just going out and finding some sad excuse of a boy to try and make you feel better (it won't work, they won't know what to do with you...). Anything you're feeling about all of this.