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Da fuq!
I wish the things you say, were about me. But a part of me feels like they are. Why are we playing this game? Can we just tell each other how we feel already? Cause I miss you a lot.
I miss you. You miss me. Why are we waiting to start talking again? You know what we had was amazing, and I know it too. So let’s stop this nonsense and just be together again.
It’s so fucked up.
You will never feel or understand all the stress, energy, and love I WASTED on you.
Where would you be without me today? Probably dead.
I was there for you through EVERYTHING.
Even after you fucking destroyed my heart, I stayed.
I gave you all I had, everything in me just to see your smile.
I fought for your happiness, I gave up so much just for the simple self satisfaction of helping you.
It’s so fucked up..
You don’t care.
You didn’t appreciate it.
You treated me like completely shit, everyday.
You didn’t love me.
You aren’t thankful.
You don’t miss me.
You never meant anything you said.
You only care about yourself.
I wish I had that year of my life back.
I’d do it all different.
So I’m over it.
I’m done thinking about you everyday.
I’m done thinking about the pointless memories we had together.
I’m done giving a fuck about you.
I’m done thinking about every last fucked up thing you did to me.
Good bye Jamie, you are now just some girl I knew in high school.
