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Aug 01, 2005 12:54

You know you lied to me about alot of things. You lied to me about who you were and what you've done. You could promise me something a million times, and I’d believe you a million and one times. You could mess up every single day of your life, and I’d love you more than the day before. You could do something stupid, and I’d laugh and love you still. You could forget to wish me happy birthday, but I would forgive you. You could say you hate me forever and you'd still have every little peice of my heart. I gave you all of me, I was perfect for you and that scared the absolutly shit out of you. I gave you the choice, aknowledge me now or lose me forever, I'm not gona be some backseat romance in your car and have you make me promise not to tell anyone. Thats bullshit. Go find some other girl to hump.I am not waiting anymore. I've waited almost 2 years now, and honestly  just get you in the end? It's not even worth it. Your a  peice of shit boyfriend ANYWAY. You lie, you hurt me cause it's funny, you dont call for days, you make me feel like shit. I worked too hard and long to get my mind to finally think STRAIGHT just for you to come and FUCK IT ALL UP. Next time you see that I'm over you and I'm not your BITCH anymore, stay the fuck away from me, dont come running to me crying that you need and want me back. Because "what you need" darling is a serious reality check. You run around screaming about how everyone else is immature when the immature one, is you, you're still the immature shit you've always been and you've never changed. Who knows if  you ever WILL change. You're a selfish spoiled little rich bitch who expects everything to be handed to him. I feel sorry for you if you stay like that. Because it's a shame, this whole time I thought I saw something good in you, but I was wrong. You're going to go on, telling yourself endlessly that I still love and miss you, I'll be there when your ready to fuck with me again but why would I miss you? Haha, I fucking hate you. I've never been more serious about anything in my life, I dont ever want to talk, see, or think about you again. You're gone and I'm going to be okay. And someday someone is going to thank you for letting me go.

*credit to
___sasha
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