*notices mean comments about me on each one*
*throws them around randomly* FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU.
I would feel a lot better now if that was real.
Thing is, the only time I heard him really happy is when he broke up with me. Don't you get it? I wanted a fucking BREAK, not a fucking BREAK-UP. I said that then, but you're meant to know me, for fuck's sake. You don't know me at all. What I was after was a while off, not a whole new fucking life as some demented ex which I would rather die than be.
FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU, FUCK YOU.
- b.k. x