I was in love with you when your hair was damaged and you didn’t wear any makeup. I helped you fix your hair and let you use me to practice your makeup… your hair got better and you got better at doing your makeup. You started getting more and more attention from other guys and I somehow knew you were done using me… you started to ignore me more and more everyday. You stopped listening to me talk about my day… you rejected me and lied to me about having work when I wanted to take us to the Real Friends show but then you were asking another guy for a ride… You left me… you left me for a guy that only wanted you for your looks and once he fucked you he left you lol.. but then you came back to me and I let you back into my life because I loved you… That was stupid of me because you didn’t learn your lesson… you left me again for the exact same type of guy and when I didn’t let you back into my life I was the asshole and all of your friends and family hate me now. I wanted to kill myself for the longest time because of you… idk I just hope you’re still following me in one of your fake accounts because I want you to know that I’m doing better now and that I fucking hate you.
