So you understand.
I don’t even know what this freaking post is gonna be about but let me just rage out on here so I don’t have to rage on you.
Dear you, the one I truly despise,
Thanks, for being the biggest ass that has ever came into my life. Thank you for showing me that I have assholes to watch out for. Thanks for pretending the whole damn time. Yeah here comes times where I get all butt hurt about everything and I wish we could just reminisce. But no, I’m glad I don’t have space in my life for you anymore. I’m straight up done with you and I am so glad we aren’t even friends. In fact I’d love to know that those memories that randomly play in my head sometimes, I’d love to know that they’re slowly burning out. You don’t deserve me. You never did from the start. I was too infatuated with you to even notice anything about you. Most people told me to watch out, and even my cousin said she didn’t like you. But did I listen? Nah, because you told me it’s just me and you don’t let anyone get in the way.
Everything that happened with us is straight up *excuse my language* BULLSHIT. It was shit and I didn’t even know. It came appealing to me and shattered me when those words after you left came out your mouth. Yeah that’s when I realized it was done and it was really shit.
You know what? I hope one day you truly miss me. You know why? Because I’m sure that it’d kill you inside to know that I’m so freaking happy now and I have everything to keep me stable. I even got someone to make me very happy and someone that has given me something more better than what you gave me. Guess what that is? Oh that’s right you can’t because you never given that shit to me. Well it’s care and respect damn it. I told you from the start. I don’t deal with sex. I don’t deal with intimacy. I don’t deal with shit. Like I said you pushed me to where I didn’t see what you were doing wrong.
Let me just cut it here. I’m done. I know we haven’t even talked but these memories coming to me? I don’t miss you, trust me. It makes me despise you every single time. Thank you though for putting me through that shit. My eyes are finally open. Without all of that, I wouldn’t be happy right now. So thanks. Once again, excuse me for being the immature one right now and for using vulgarity but I’m going to leave this off with…. Fuck you, I’m done. I hope you have a decent life. Bye.