im honestly just so sick and tired of your shit.
if youre gonna go and physically assault me. go ahead. i dont give a shit anymore.
but when i share with my friends that you physically assaulted me, dont bs yourself saying that i caused you depression.
im not gonna sugarcoat it
you pinned me to the ground in front of my so called "friends" laughing your head off while people chanted "make out!" at your own party.
and when i screamed at you to stop and you didnt, i kicked you in self defence.
dont tell me that i hurt you.
you hurt me first.
you dont do tht shit to an eleven year old.
im fourteen now, and im still scared to be in a room with you.
im scared youll do it again? im scared of remembering what you did to me?
dont expect me to talk to you. dont tell me that i should.
dont expect me to forgive you.
i expect you to apologize to me. but guess what? i thought that if i "was the bigger person" and i apologized for whatever the fuck i did wrong, it would be over.
nada.
you continued to diss me and ruin my reputation.
your parents gossip about me behind my back.
you feed people lies about me.
i can only take so much before i break.
and you crossed the line.
