Dear Bastard, you told me you were in love with someone else and i have to say i handled it much better than i thought i would, mostly because at the age of 20 i am aware that i’m not in love with anyone right now and i don’t want to be. But why oh
If I could go back, I would un-meet you. I would wipe you from my memory. I don’t want you in my life. You are the mistake I can’t undo because you will not go away. I don’t wish you the best. I don’t hope you find happiness. I’m not sorry I hurt you. Because
Well. It didn’t turn out the way I thought it would go. You are traveling. I wrote you an email last night explaining everything. Got my stomach tied up in knots with what your reaction will be when you finally read it. I just don’t want you to hate me or think that I’m awful.
You’re fat. You’re stupid. You pay no attention to life. You act like a fool. Go exercise. You exercise to much. Start eating. You eat to much. Go study. Go grow up. Go away. Be more adult. Stop growing. Stop behaving like you’re an adult. Start behaving like an adult. Come home early. If you
Look Raj, i’ve dreamt about you for 3 consecutive nights…i don’t know what to think. I thought i was in love with someone else but where did you come from??!! I won’t deny that you’re perfect or as perfect as can be for me! Because i still have ask myself, i’m not in love with
I’m sorry for what I’m about to do to you. But I can’t do this anymore. It’s too hard. Too unhealthy. Please just know that this isn’t for forever. It’s for now. And that’s the only thing that’s going to keep me sane. The only thing that’s going to get me through this. The notion