I can lie about how I feel too.
I guess that message I sent you was like, your ego-boost or something.
Hey man, I want to set this record straight: I miss you.
But,I don't think love you anymore.
Seriously, I used to think about you like every second, now, it's just once or maybe twice a day.
Yeahh kiddo,I guess you aren't that important to me anymore.
I mean you'll always have a place in my heart,but that's not really you,it's more like the memory of you.
I say that because there is no way in hell you are the same person you were when we were together,at least not to me.
Based on everything that's happened in the past few months,and everything that you've said to me,I'm just going to assume that you want to be that "player" type.
Which I'm totally fine with,as long as you stop "playing" ME.
It's only ruining your life.
I don't care if you go out with 10 girls at once.
[who are all btw under the age of 13]
I don't care if you think you're hot shit.
I don't care if you're trying to make me jealous.
I don't care if you care about me anymore.
Why? Because I am a lot stronger than you think I am.
You think you have me on a leash or something?
Well, you don't.
That night when you called, you acted like I would do anything to get you back. That's bullshit.
I want to get past all of it,but you just keep bringing it up,you keep calling, and I guess you can keep trying to hurt me.
You can't anymore than you already have.
But you know what?
That wound has fucking healed.
You know how I sent you that long message telling you how I FELT.
Well, it's not like I felt like crap that whole day and thought about writing you a message to make you feel sorry for me.
It's more like I started to think about how bad you fucked me up,and I started to miss you,so I sent you a message.
When I do that,it's kinda more like something to get me to sleep.
I don't care if you reply.
I don't care if you read it.
It's not for you, not for our relationship, it's for me.
Don't get an ego over it.
We can be friends if you want,but we both know,it's just way too hard.
Why? Why don't you tell me? Hmm? Yeahh.
Now, if you love me, like for real.
If you want me back, you'd have to prove to me that you're not
really this way.
You're the person you pretended to be when we met,
when we first dated.
Concluding: I bet I'm just about to ruin everything I don't want to ruin. I should just leave things alone. But will I? Obviously,not.
If things ARE really meant to be, it'll work out.
But if not, then...whatever
Ah fuck this.
Fuck you.
Hey man, I want to set this record straight: I miss you.
But,I don't think love you anymore.
Seriously, I used to think about you like every second, now, it's just once or maybe twice a day.
Yeahh kiddo,I guess you aren't that important to me anymore.
I mean you'll always have a place in my heart,but that's not really you,it's more like the memory of you.
I say that because there is no way in hell you are the same person you were when we were together,at least not to me.
Based on everything that's happened in the past few months,and everything that you've said to me,I'm just going to assume that you want to be that "player" type.
Which I'm totally fine with,as long as you stop "playing" ME.
It's only ruining your life.
I don't care if you go out with 10 girls at once.
[who are all btw under the age of 13]
I don't care if you think you're hot shit.
I don't care if you're trying to make me jealous.
I don't care if you care about me anymore.
Why? Because I am a lot stronger than you think I am.
You think you have me on a leash or something?
Well, you don't.
That night when you called, you acted like I would do anything to get you back. That's bullshit.
I want to get past all of it,but you just keep bringing it up,you keep calling, and I guess you can keep trying to hurt me.
You can't anymore than you already have.
But you know what?
That wound has fucking healed.
You know how I sent you that long message telling you how I FELT.
Well, it's not like I felt like crap that whole day and thought about writing you a message to make you feel sorry for me.
It's more like I started to think about how bad you fucked me up,and I started to miss you,so I sent you a message.
When I do that,it's kinda more like something to get me to sleep.
I don't care if you reply.
I don't care if you read it.
It's not for you, not for our relationship, it's for me.
Don't get an ego over it.
We can be friends if you want,but we both know,it's just way too hard.
Why? Why don't you tell me? Hmm? Yeahh.
Now, if you love me, like for real.
If you want me back, you'd have to prove to me that you're not
really this way.
You're the person you pretended to be when we met,
when we first dated.
Concluding: I bet I'm just about to ruin everything I don't want to ruin. I should just leave things alone. But will I? Obviously,not.
If things ARE really meant to be, it'll work out.
But if not, then...whatever
Ah fuck this.
Fuck you.