I’ve dreamt about you every night this week and you were mad at me even then.
You know what would of been fair or maybe even smart or at least god damn understandable? Telling me that I need to learn from this but that you cannot stay around for the end result. You know what’s not fair? Telling me you love me and that you’ve been thinking about me too and that even though you cannot be with me you want to remain friends and then kicking me out of your life after lying to my face and repeatedly talking shit about me in 140 characters or less. I’m so sick of blaming myself and hiding from my friends and trying to convince myself that you are a good person. You are not a good person. You are a piece of shit just like the rest of us but worse because you’d never admit it and now you’re on cloud 9 doing things you told me I was pressuring you into, doing things you acted like were such fucking chores with me with such ease because you’re “a different person now” and ha where does that leave me? Who did I love? You never even explained and you told me you would. You used everything as an excuse. You hid everything from me. You didn’t even tell me your grandma died and I’m not even gonna bother telling you how I found that one out but today I hate you more than I hate my fucking self and it feels damn good.
I don’t belong here anymore