This is my last post on this blog. My last post about you. After this everything’s up to you. Whenever we started talking two years ago I never had the intention of talk back with you, you were the guy who was a complete asshole I hated you my whole childhood because you were always mean to me. I thought you just messages me to be an ass to fuck with me. But then we started talking and as time went on we talked more and more then after the summer we hung out a couple times I didn’t build up feeling for you then you were just some guy and I was just some girl you were fooling around with. It went on for some time then that night in december when we met up at the old house you didn’t know it was my first time I told you i had been with someone before I lied I was scared. After that we only hung out a few times before you had to leave. When you were gone I cried I thought that somehow you would have cared about me. I should have realized how dumb I was to think that. When I messages you in march I was happy to talk to you even though it was only for about a week. But then the whole thing with Kasper had to happen that was probably the worst day of my life. I actually cared about you and your family I cried my heart out for your dad when everything happened i thought I was at least your friend I guess not. I can’t believe you had the balls to call me an “easy lay” or try to hook up with my best friend. I know we weren’t dating I know you didn’t love me I didn’t love you but I thought you at least gave two shits about me I bet if I died today you wouldn’t be at my funeral because all I am to you is an “easy lay”. I don’t care anymore there’s no point in caring. I just want you to know I did care about you a lot. Enough for me to cry over you for over six months. You were my first everything. I hate you so much for what you put me through but I guess it’s my own damn fault I knew you were a “player”(man whore) I thought I’d be the one to change you. I was wrong.
Going down these roads listening to this music makes me think about you no matter how close we get again it will never be the same.
omfg this this this this a million trillion times THIS
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