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and what... a year and a half later it still fucking bugs me...
what the hell did i do?
i was the nicest person in the world to you and you threw me away like i was a piece of trash. and i'll never understand how someone as sweet and caring and awesome as you could treat me that way. and never even give me a fucking explanation.
and now i feel like you forgot all about me. when i think about you all the fucking time. and i hate it. and i hate me for it.
i hate me for letting myself get in that situation. as careful as i was my whole life. i tried my best to not get hurt. and i couldn't even do that.
ugh i just can't hold it in anymore.
but other than that... my job is fucking sweet. and i'm illustrating a children's book right now for $900. so bring on the money.
what the hell did i do?
i was the nicest person in the world to you and you threw me away like i was a piece of trash. and i'll never understand how someone as sweet and caring and awesome as you could treat me that way. and never even give me a fucking explanation.
and now i feel like you forgot all about me. when i think about you all the fucking time. and i hate it. and i hate me for it.
i hate me for letting myself get in that situation. as careful as i was my whole life. i tried my best to not get hurt. and i couldn't even do that.
ugh i just can't hold it in anymore.
but other than that... my job is fucking sweet. and i'm illustrating a children's book right now for $900. so bring on the money.