Oh. Well, Fuck.

Him. Your bestfriend / your boyfriend. He liked you so much and you fell for him. He treated you the way you wanted to be treated, like a queen. He made you important. The endless webcam sessions and texting. Falling asleep on the phone together. Those countless dates together. Having every souvenir from your dates. The kisses he gave you. Making you think about it every night. The way he would hold you. And how he made you feel safe. He made it clear you were his. The gifts he gave you and the happiness he made you feel. It never really made you think about you guys falling apart. Everything felt right. Did it not? It’s like… Whenever you guys fought, you’d always end up okay again. The thought of you only being with him felt right. The feelings you have when you’re crazy for someone. And you can’t help but smile because you know they’re crazy about you too. But, then… You guys hit an obstacle that can either break you apart or make you stronger.

Me? I had someone who i felt that connection with. He was amazing. And made me feel like royalty. My family liked him too. Haha. But something went wrong. And I blamed myself for weeks. I cried for a week. The thought of not having my bestfriend/boyfriend by my side was hard. I thought this guy was one of the best things to come along. Here’s the thing, he was my first boyfriend. I was sprung. He gave me what any girl could ask for in a relationship. But … There was just something that wasn’t right and we fell apart. Now, he found someone new. I know it’s gonna be hard. I know. The advantage of being single for like half your life is that… You have friends who can tell you what they’ve been through and what it’s gonna be like. I knew it was gonna be hard. We have so much memories together. I know that he’s gonna make new ones with her. But, you know what? I have to keep my head up. Because I know I’ll find someone. And yeah that someone is gonna treat me and hold me better. I can’t treat him any less then what he should be getting. Just because I was hurt doesn’t mean I shouldn’t give the same effort as I did before. They probably been through the same thing. And I know the mistakes I made. I can make it better. I can make him as happy as he makes me. He can make me forget that I was hurt. And it’ll take time for me but, I know I can’t let the past get the best of me.

Fuck you for fucking me over and flirting with me while you already had a girl. You bitch.
I want my stuff back. I don’t want your shit.
I want you out my life. Seriously. I see you. You’re a man slut. I swear. I wish we never got together. That’s how much I hate you right now. I was fine being single for 15 years. Fuck u.