I fucking hate you. It’s been four years altogether. FOUR YEARS. And you still affect me even though I know you shouldn’t. Here I am, with a sweet amazing job in the wilderness of Utah and still want to spend time with you even though you were terrible to me, you cheated on me, you treated me like shit for a very long time. Everything was and still is about YOU. The world does not revolve around you. Why can’t you see that? Fuck you. Fuck you.
