(Rant rp because I need to right now... So sorry in advance, I need a rant without really ranting about myself. I think it'll help anyone else like this to get it off their chest too. So, enjoy my rant rp and hopefully it'll let you rant too.)

(I play your crush, you play mine)

Scenario 1:

Do you ever feel like you were the only person in the world that doesn't have a purpose? Do you ever feel like you could disappear and no one would notice? Why, yes, yes you do think that! And when you think that everything will be ok, you get punched in the face by reality. When everything is going ok, no one told you that you were a disappointment. No one told you how terrible of a sibling you were, or how bad of a friend you were. How bad of a daughter/son/child you were. You knew that feeling all too well... The weight off your chest when someone told you that you were good at something. Or the relief whenever someone tells you that your failure was ok and it didn't matter. But every time you got comfortable with your life, someone had to ruin it. Whether it was your boss, your friends, your parents, or even your own boyfriend. Now your boyfriend, (Crush), didn't say it out loud or to you at all but you knew you were a pain and you were annoying. He never told you that but you knew what happened in the past, why would he be any different? Every guy you've dated and every person you've known has called you annoying, loud, obnoxious, worthless, not pretty enough, a disappointment, not trying hard enough, and just plain boring. You weren't pretty, you weren't skinny, you weren't smart, and you sure as heck didn't deserve anything but pain. You stayed with (Crush) because he was a good person and you needed to be treated nicely for once, even if he did it out of pity. Then he asked you to move in with him. 'Here we go.' You thought, the downfall of all your relationships. They were nice until you moved in, then everything went bad. But you wanted to get it over with, so you agreed. He noticed the way your face sank whenever he asked, he noticed the way you stared at other girls/guys, not out of attraction but out of envy. He noticed how every time he would bring up your friends, family, or previous boyfriends that you would evade the questions. So he decided to find out why. When you two were unpacking all your stuff into his house, he decided to ask. "Hey (Nickname)? How come you never talk about your friends, your family, or your previous boyfriends?" He asked as you quickly put down a box and looked at him. You sighed quietly, rubbing your arm slightly. 'Might as well tell him before I get settled in...' You sighed, looking away from him. So you told him. You told him about your family, who disowned you after you told them about your depression. You told him about your friends, who all they did was use you as an emotional punching bag. And you told him about your previous boyfriends, who went from nice to abusive when you moved in with them. (Crush) stood there in shock as you kept your gaze at the floor. Continue...

Scenario 2:

Same but Vic versa.