I’m just gonna say this here because I really wanna let this out of my chest, and I know you don’t know this website so, I probably am safe here. I’ll start with; hello, hi, how are you? I mean, after embarrasing myself by messaging you I still have the guts to send this. But I’m curious, are you really doing well? Because that honestly sucks. I’m not happy for you. I gave you an ego boost, and you’re bathing in it. Throughout our relationship, you’ve always been narcissistic. You made me feel loved too much, so that it will give you the feeling of being someone important to me. Someone who I can’t let go of easily. You were horrible, I’ll always say that despite of the beautiful things and feelings you’ve gave me. I don’t know how many more months, or years I’ll suffer, but I know right now I’m hating you. You treated me really well but really badly. It was a feeling I would always look for, something I would always chase from you. Hell I even begged you to stay—and fuck I really did fucking love you. Just so you know, it was really petty of you to not give me closure, just because I didn’t give that to you when you wanted it. And I know you’re capable of giving it to me when I asked you, but you didn’t because you want to be petty about it. I hate you for it. I don’t even think about you all day, and still you manage to show up in my dreams. Every. Single. Night. I’m tired of it. Please just leave me alone. It hurts to think that I’m needing you in my dream, and it hurts to think that I don’t have you when I’m awake. Two worlds. Even that I can’t have peace. I know I sent you a message that says I’m letting go of my hate, but I can’t. Not when you’re that happy. You ruined me, and you’re the one who gets an happy ending. Okay, fine, I’m blaming you for it. I’m blaming you for everything that’s happening in my life right now. I hope you end up as miserable as I am. No, I hope it’s worse, and I wish the worse for you. I hope you get treated like when how you treated me. You’re the worst, but just so you know, I can be worse. You manipulate the people around you, even the people around me. Who do you think you are? and to think I still have something left for you, is fucking sickening. I still have sympathy left because I just erased a sentence here that would cause you your sanity, YOU’RE WELCOME. I just hope you stop talking about me, and stop talking to the people around me. I don’t care how you think that’s crazy but you know how I’m crazy. And I can get crazier if I want to, but I’m holding back, cause I know you’ll use everything against me. I know you too well. That’s why I sent this message here so you won’t ever get a chance of reading it. Because what’s the purpose of you reading it, while I know for in fact you won’t get it? how do I know that? because I know you well enough. Fuck off.