im at work. youre a block away from me for the next 4 hours. i’m actually feeling okay about this. i wish you would walk by and atleast give me a wave. just some acknowledgment so i know you’re thinking of me too, just a block away. i have so many memories of you. in just a month. here is my list of why you suck. your acne. which i believed caused my acne. you never sit still. and you are okay with that. your jokes are usually lame. your hips are wayyy too bony. i have never dated anyone smaller than me, until now. NOT FUN. you drew penis’s all over my car, which of course return whenever it gets a tad foggy. thank you. you made me feel incomplete. like i wasn’t living correctly. fuck you. I DON’T BELIEVE YOUR STORIES. you didn’t take my pain seriously. until it was too late. and then you couldnt handle it. i called you a coward. you’re not a coward. you’re a little boy with an unrealistic vision of how things should be. WAKE THE FUCK UP. you think i need you. you told me i wasnt alone. since when did alone have to be such a bad thing. don’t pity me, i don’t cry for you anymore.