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I hate you.
Go ahead and be best friends with him and talk to him so it shows up on my feed 24/7. Are you doing it just to piss me off? Go ahead, I don't care that you're responsible for having them talk to me the very small amount that they did, I'm glad you told me because you care about my self esteem so much. And for your self esteem, know this: I will NEVER miss you as much as I missed or even miss them still. NOT EVEN CLOSE. What we had doesn't even remotely account for how much I loved their family.
And she's not me, and you know it. Spending time with my best friend doesn't make me hate you any less or make me jealous. Hell, I DROVE her to fiesta. Why? Because I love her and want her to enjoy herself. I will never tell her who she can hang out with. So don't even KIND OF think your pulling some wool over my eyes.
I hate you. I hate the fact that I'm sitting here in pain and your life goes on. I'm crushed. I'm depressed. People hate me because of you and you know it. I hate honesty box shit non stop telling me how much of a joke I am. Funny how it comes after we stop talking...
As much as you said you needed me that day when you were vomiting on the bathroom floor in a heap, I hate you for that even more. Because you knew that I'd want to take care of you. You KNEW that even when I hate someone, I can't leave them. But you did it anyways. I've been depressed ever since, because of you.
I would've been completely fine if you hadn't imed me that day. And I hate you for it. Because I hate that I gave in, and how I fell for your "leave me hangin" goodbye remarks, which you always pull that will make me guilty. Deny you do it, but you know that you do.
Go ahead and be best friends with him and talk to him so it shows up on my feed 24/7. Are you doing it just to piss me off? Go ahead, I don't care that you're responsible for having them talk to me the very small amount that they did, I'm glad you told me because you care about my self esteem so much. And for your self esteem, know this: I will NEVER miss you as much as I missed or even miss them still. NOT EVEN CLOSE. What we had doesn't even remotely account for how much I loved their family.
And she's not me, and you know it. Spending time with my best friend doesn't make me hate you any less or make me jealous. Hell, I DROVE her to fiesta. Why? Because I love her and want her to enjoy herself. I will never tell her who she can hang out with. So don't even KIND OF think your pulling some wool over my eyes.
I hate you. I hate the fact that I'm sitting here in pain and your life goes on. I'm crushed. I'm depressed. People hate me because of you and you know it. I hate honesty box shit non stop telling me how much of a joke I am. Funny how it comes after we stop talking...
As much as you said you needed me that day when you were vomiting on the bathroom floor in a heap, I hate you for that even more. Because you knew that I'd want to take care of you. You KNEW that even when I hate someone, I can't leave them. But you did it anyways. I've been depressed ever since, because of you.
I would've been completely fine if you hadn't imed me that day. And I hate you for it. Because I hate that I gave in, and how I fell for your "leave me hangin" goodbye remarks, which you always pull that will make me guilty. Deny you do it, but you know that you do.