I find it funny that you screw me over, and pick my ex over me, and it doesn’t even last a day between you two cause once again, I was right. I was trying to look out for you, I did warn you, but you didn’t listen, you pick her anyways. You both tell me I need to grow up, get over it. shit happens. You told me you don’t care. But now, you don’t have her, and you lost me. Don’t try to come crawling back to me, don’t even think about trying. You both treated me like complete shit, legit. Got your sister after me, when she probably didn’t even know the whole story. Who knows what you told your sister in the first place. But now, I’m saying goodbye, nice to know you. I’m glad I’m moving on cause I don’t need this in my life, I don’t need you treating me like shit, taking advantage of me, manipulating me to just be your friend. I am happy with my life. And this will be the last thing I say to you. So goodbye, nice knowing you. Wish you the best.
Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swaps of the not quite, the not yet, and the not at all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists. It is real. It is possible. It is yours.