Rachel just went quiet at this, finding herself sitting there and indulging in a moment of her own hurt in this own thing, even if she knew she wasn't entitled to it. She was awful and it had consequences, but she was still human. That, after all, had always been her biggest flaw... she was just human. "I just... feel left out of everything with you guys lately. You're hooking up with Quinn, Blaine's hooked up with Kurt. You guys seem to do everything together, and I'm still painfully single. I live alone, I don't even have a cat. You're always too busy to do anything. Even with just this, it was like you were considering five hundred other things you might need to do before you could agree to meet me, and that hurt. It's not like I am ever going to get someone to date me, because I just seem to piss everyone off all the time. No one wants me, and even my best friends have no room for me anymore."

"I know I fucked up, but why am I always the one who has to pay for that more than anyone else? Everyone else seems to have more forgiveness for anyone but me, because, oh no, when Rachel fucks up, it must just mean she a giant evil bitch or cares about no one but herself and wants to hurt everyone for her own gain." Her voice broke at this and she started to cry again and just shook her head. "You know what? I'm just going to go. I said my piece. You guys can just get back to me when Kurt is better and you don't have a billion other things on your plate beyond making me jump through a billion hoops to prove myself worthy of just being your friend anymore. After all, I'm not allowed to get hurt or upset, am I? That just means I'm being a selfish bitch. That's all I'm ever capable of, isn't it?" She tried to grab her handbag to leave, but it got caught on the leg of her chair and she just dropped back into it with a miserable and lonely sob. "When am I going to be someone's something special?"