A week.

These past few weeks have been the most grueling, confusing, and painful weeks of my life.

It’s been an entire week since I last spoke to you. We went from speaking everyday to this and I’m in pain. I’m going insane but I know it’s not my fault I’m like this. It’s yours. You said you loved me. You weren’t lying. You’re lying to her. Just so you know, it makes me so happy to know that you had to settle for her.

Do you realize that I spent hours re-reading our texts trying to figure out what the hell was going on in your head? I did this multiple times and I never figured it out. So no, I’m not the psycho one. You are.

The only reason why you think you’re hot shit now is because you’re not a fatass anymore and girls actually find you attractive every once in a blue moon. NEWSFLASH: you’re not hot shit. Get the fuck over yourself.

I’ve always been there for you. I was there for you because I knew you had a chance but look at you, you’ve ruined it. Good luck in college dumbass. I will be impressed if you make 3 friends in your 4 years there. I mean.. if you make it all 4 years. Have a nice life.

Btw, your roommate is a better kisser than you lol.

Yeah… I hope that stings.