Started losing weight since I got off birth control. Now acne is back FUCK
More like the paranoia that you created. Don’t make this something that is only my fault.
“Sad” my fucking ass. I’m not taking any shit down just because it made you “sad.”
Sad. It made me sad when you fucked my boyfriend. I completely lost my best friend. Two of them, actually.That whole situation put me at my lowest point. Now you’re attempting to be friends with my current best friend.
All of that hurts like a bitch.
You never gave a fuck when I was sad. Why should I care about your happiness?
I’m ready to leave this town. I’m ready to leave just so I can get away from anything reminding me of the past. You’ve taken everything. I can’t even enjoy my normal friendships anymore.
You got what you wanted, and continued to take more.
No one understands. Everyone thinks I’m a bitch because I hate you. And I do. But it’s mostly because I’m scared. Everything that I care about that comes in contact with you, leaves. You take it all. It wasn’t enough to have sex with my boyfriend, was it? It wasn’t enough to tell everyone what a bad person I was. It wasn’t even enough to take away my absolute best friend who helped me through everything. Now I’m losing someone else.
Every time I find comfort, it happens. Always.
Maybe it’s just best to be a bitch. I can’t be friends with anyone who becomes involved with you. Just seeing your face, or hearing your name takes me back. I’ll never forget those days. I feel like breaking down. I don’t want to put up with it. Everyone can make a choice, and I’ll move on. I’ll keep to myself and find happiness in other things until it’s time to move away.
So, I’m letting go. You win.
I miss you so much. It’s only been a few days, but I can tell this is going to be a very long summer.