No one likes me anymore.
I bet you don't like me.
At all.
Not even as a friend.
Why did you have to do that?
Why did you have to text him?
You knew it would hurt me.
Everytime you mention his name you crush me.
'Oh my god.. he wrote on my wall'
'So, he texted me.'
Fuck you fuck you fuck you.
I don't want you in pain.
Just stop causing it for me.
You don't need to talk about how he texts you.
Or how I'll never get him.
Of course I won't.
Not with you here.
Oh and you know why I changed my mind about Marshmead?
I want to be away from you for a term.
You won't fucking care anyway.
You wouldn't cry for me.
Ever.
I just want you to realise what your doing to me.
It kills me inside.
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