You know what gets me? How I take the blame for everything. My boyfriend doesnt even really call me anymore unless I ask him to, and if he does he doesn't say anything. His friends are more important to him than I am. Trust me, I understand the importance of his "boys" but I cannot fathom how he can tell me he loves me, but only give up precious time for me when he's horny. So I've been angry, I've been frustrated, and he calls me out for being a bitch? The worst most pathetic part is that I won't leave him. I'll let him yell at me, and tell me I should be thankful that he puts up with my crap and I'll never tell him to stop. Because I'm afraid to lose him.

He doesn't understand that he hurts me. I would feel ten times better if he would even text me, a little "iloveyou" would be fine. If he's going to be out with his friends i don't understand why he can't invite me. There are other girls. He sleeps over other girls' houses, and never invites me. My mind would be ten times more settled if he would extend the invite. All the other girlfriends are there. Its common decency to extend the invite to your girlfriend. It's not even rude, it's expected.

Maybe he does understand, btu doesn't care. That's more likely. I think he likes to push me. He's power crazy. I hate him sometimes. but I love him all the time. I could use some sturdy "youre too stupid to deserve my pity" advice... if anyones got it.