I am promiscuous

So am I promiscuous? Am I a beast that no one would like? Everytime we argue, I tell myself that you don't know what you are talking about and that I don't need to care because it is not worth it. But how do you want me to not care? I am not "beast" enough to be careless. Don't you know you're hurting me? Aren't you are more fucked up than I am? Are you going to be happier if no one likes me?