Dear Oceane, you won’t have any clue to what I have thought about whenever I see you having fun with her. I mean, we can all see it. I can see the way that she looks at you and the way that she’s always standing up for you whenever other’s are bitching about you behind your back. I thought that ‘the one’ was you,I really did, and I thought that you were leading onto something, but you weren’t, and I thought that it was love that I had for your, but it wasn’t. All the stupid comments you made on the things that I said, you don’t know how much I tried to act that I didn’t care. But I really loved the way that you smiled at the most common things, but i guess it’s time to let go of you now, and Jessica can fucking have you.