get out

Get out of my life.

Get. The. Fuck. Out.

you broke my heart. you left me. you decided i wasn’t good enough for you and left. fine, i knew i wouldn’t last. But i never thought you’d stab me in the back like that, we were best friends. BEST. FUCKING. FRIENDS.

fine. you can get out of my life but once you decide to leave, DON’T COME BACK. I’ve given you way to many chances, you undeserving ****. Stay or go, not both. Be my friend or pretend you don’t know me. At this point, i don’t care which one. Just don’t keep affecting my life. Don’t keep making me lose friends. Don’t make the thoughts come back. Get the hell out of my head, and don’t haunt my dreams.

i picked up the pieces when that ***** broke you. I helped you back on your feet, made you happy and kept you going. I even called the cops when you decided to kill yourself, even though i knew you would hate me. i loved you. and what do you do? you break my heart. you destroyed me. you went off and dated that other girl, which you honestly could for all i care, but then you have the NERVE to come crying back to me when she broke your heart.

smooth. real smooth.

you ruin my life, make everybody hate my guts, lied to everyone about me. you told them all my secrets, about my demons, and made me look like the bad guy.

and then you suddenly want to be my best friend again.

and the worst part is… i didn’t even think twice about forgiving you.