Jun 05, 2010 01:53
Dear Ex,
Why the fuck can you not accept that i'm done with your ass? I block your number and somehow you manage to fucking message me anyway. It's been five months, don't you think you should, oh I don't know, get over me and obsess over krystal or something like you did the entire three years we were together? She's the one that'll talk to you, fight with you and cry over you like you're still together, not me. If you really wanted me that bad or cared about me that much you wouldn't have cheated on me, lied to me and made me feel like utter shit all the time. I'm sorry, I don't put up with that kind of bullshit anymore. I'm not the girl you knew, I've changed for the better. I'm moving on with my life, i'm dating other girls, i'm focusing on the people that matter to me, and for once i'm happy with myself since I can breathe and be myself and not have to worry about you and your problems all the time. If that sounds selfish then so be it, I don't care. I wasted way too much time on you and now i'm focusing on what I want. You only need me when i'm not in your life and when I am you could give a fuck less about me. I'm not playing anymore. I'm not letting you into my life again so you can destroy it. I deserve to be happy. I'm finally getting to know myself again and i'm not giving that up for you because frankly, you are not worth it. And no, I don't love you anymore. I don't give a fuck that you were "my first love", my first lay, whatever. None of that matters anymore. You're not "the one", we're not meant to be together. I don't believe in all that "you never forget your first love" bullshit. Yeah, I remember you, but not fondly. In fact I'll do whatever it fucking takes to get you out of my mind and out of my dreams because I wish that entire three years of my life was different. I wish I had smartened up and ditched your ass the second I even got a feeling that something was up. But instead I was that stupid fucking girl that said "no, I have to be the one to change her, I'm going to be the best fucking girlfriend I can be." Where did it get me? Oh yeah, FUCKING NOWHERE. Instead I spent three years absolutely goddamn miserable, crying all the time, wishing I was fucking DEAD. And the biggest mistake of all is that I actually let you make me feel guilty for that six-month period that I cut ties with you my senior year when I was fucking dumb enough to take you back. I apologized for shit that I shouldn't have even felt sorry for, but I take every single apology I ever gave you back. I'm NOT SORRY FOR A SINGLE GODDAMN THING I EVER DID TO PISS YOU OFF. I'm not sorry for hanging out with my friends behind your back, I'm not sorry that I couldn't graduate and get a job fast enough for you, I'm not sorry that we'll never live together (actually I thank god for that), I'm not sorry that I "changed" into something you didn't want me to be, I'm not sorry we broke up. I'm so glad that I don't have to fucking play pretend every day of my life anymore. I'm not being shoved into that fucking box of what you want me to be and what you think I am. I got out and it was the best fucking thing that ever happened to me. Thank you for helping me figure out that I hate relationships because they're a waste of fucking time and i'm swearing them off for good. And yeah, we're over and done with now, for real this time. Don't message me, don't call me, and stay the fuck out of my life you CUNT. --E