I don't understand your heart...
The other day, I got a phone call from someone.
Someone who I, really didn't expect a phone call from.
And it was kind of just like, "okay. why are you calling me?"
And I still kind of don't understand why he called.
But I just need to rant about it.
SO. You. I don't know why you would read this.
But incase you do. This is for you and you will know who you are if you do read this.
You are one of the worst people I ever met in my life.
At one time, you were an amazing guy.
I liked you. More than a friend. Like you said you liked me.
Oh wait, you said you loved me.
You made me believe like I was an amazing girl.
You made me think like I was important and I was the most special person and I deserved the world.
You made me believe that I was beautiful and that I was funny.
You told me so many things and made me believe they were true.
Until I met you, I never had confidence.
Funny thing: You also took ALL of my confidence away.
The innumerable amount of disgusting lies you told me...you've probably told me more lies than anyone has told anyone in the world combined.
You are the part of the users and abusers of America.
And sorry but that is NOTHING to be proud of.
I don't even understand why you put me through so much.
How can you just go on pretending like you care about someone when all you want is to use them?
That is like when someone uses a napkin and then just throws it away, except it's an animate creature. It's a human being.
I have feelings.
I told you so many things.
And it's like you used those things against me to get to me.
I told you that I was never the most confident person and I told you that I had depression problems. I told you I didn't think I was pretty, smart, funny, cool, or anything. I told you so much more.
You took all those things and you lied. To try to get to me.
And all you wanted was to get in my pants.
And I didn't even find out through you, which is worse.
I had to find out through someone who was like an older brother to me.
I am not even friends with him anymore, but he was there for me.
But you made me feel like I was worth nothing after that.
You were going to use me for sex.
Something you can't take back when it's done.
And I was almost willing to MAYBE give my virginity to you...
because you drilled it into my head that you loved me and cared about me so much. And I thought I kind of loved you in a way.
You did not even care that our friendship/relationship/whatever it was, was a lie.
I hate you.
And I never wanted to let you get to me.
But do you know why I don't trust guys as much?
And do you know why I don't have all my confidence anymore?
Like when people tell me I am pretty? Or awesome? Or funny? Or sweet? And do you know why I don't believe them?
It's because of you.
And when you called me the other day, but it was a missed call, so I didn't know if it was you or your brother...
I really hoped it was your brother.
And when I found out it was you...when I got off the phone...I cried.
One thing you said the day I last talked to you about 1 year and 3 months ago, that actually made sense and was okay was that...
I deserve a hell of a lot better than you. Even if you didn't mean it.
And even if sometimes I feel like I don't...I know I do.
You're scum.
The End
Someone who I, really didn't expect a phone call from.
And it was kind of just like, "okay. why are you calling me?"
And I still kind of don't understand why he called.
But I just need to rant about it.
SO. You. I don't know why you would read this.
But incase you do. This is for you and you will know who you are if you do read this.
You are one of the worst people I ever met in my life.
At one time, you were an amazing guy.
I liked you. More than a friend. Like you said you liked me.
Oh wait, you said you loved me.
You made me believe like I was an amazing girl.
You made me think like I was important and I was the most special person and I deserved the world.
You made me believe that I was beautiful and that I was funny.
You told me so many things and made me believe they were true.
Until I met you, I never had confidence.
Funny thing: You also took ALL of my confidence away.
The innumerable amount of disgusting lies you told me...you've probably told me more lies than anyone has told anyone in the world combined.
You are the part of the users and abusers of America.
And sorry but that is NOTHING to be proud of.
I don't even understand why you put me through so much.
How can you just go on pretending like you care about someone when all you want is to use them?
That is like when someone uses a napkin and then just throws it away, except it's an animate creature. It's a human being.
I have feelings.
I told you so many things.
And it's like you used those things against me to get to me.
I told you that I was never the most confident person and I told you that I had depression problems. I told you I didn't think I was pretty, smart, funny, cool, or anything. I told you so much more.
You took all those things and you lied. To try to get to me.
And all you wanted was to get in my pants.
And I didn't even find out through you, which is worse.
I had to find out through someone who was like an older brother to me.
I am not even friends with him anymore, but he was there for me.
But you made me feel like I was worth nothing after that.
You were going to use me for sex.
Something you can't take back when it's done.
And I was almost willing to MAYBE give my virginity to you...
because you drilled it into my head that you loved me and cared about me so much. And I thought I kind of loved you in a way.
You did not even care that our friendship/relationship/whatever it was, was a lie.
I hate you.
And I never wanted to let you get to me.
But do you know why I don't trust guys as much?
And do you know why I don't have all my confidence anymore?
Like when people tell me I am pretty? Or awesome? Or funny? Or sweet? And do you know why I don't believe them?
It's because of you.
And when you called me the other day, but it was a missed call, so I didn't know if it was you or your brother...
I really hoped it was your brother.
And when I found out it was you...when I got off the phone...I cried.
One thing you said the day I last talked to you about 1 year and 3 months ago, that actually made sense and was okay was that...
I deserve a hell of a lot better than you. Even if you didn't mean it.
And even if sometimes I feel like I don't...I know I do.
You're scum.
The End