• dear boy

    by  • July 24, 2011 • Breaking Up • 0 Comments

    Dear Boy,

    I loved you. I really did. For 5 years. And I know you felt the same way. But you never did anything about it. So eventually i just asked you out. Funny how that worked. You are only sweet to me over text, face to face, i barely exist to you. If people don’t pay attention to you, you go and sulk, and feel sorry for yourself. I don’t have the nerve to break up with you, because if I did, you’d sit alone playing Black Ops all day for weeks waiting for people to feel bad for you. ATTENTION WHORE. I feel like the man in our relationship. I’m always the one that makes the move. So this has to end. Soon. As soon as possibly possible.

    Sincerely,
    girl

    P.S. FUCK YOU

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