a/n: new story soon :)
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dear mr. hit it and quit it,
fuck you, you dick.
i can't believe you did that, i can't believe you would do that to me.
i didn't expect much from you, fuck, you expected too much of me.
all i wanted was to love you and you go and do this to me? me of all people? i was nothing but nice and amazing to you, even.
tear drops keep littering the paper and i'm scratching at the name on my wrist and thinking of how stupid i was to believe this is real.
how stupid i was to believe YOU were real and that your love was real and that everything you fucking said to me the nights we spent at my house because your dad was home was real.
how could you say you don't need me and that you don't want me? i don't need you, understand that.
was i just a quick fuck to you? someone you could fuck around with and leave after you were satisfied? i sacrificed the first half of my senior year for you. you told me you loved me.
have fun with her and happy three months, you dick. i want my key back.
from, boy who could never hate you, no matter how much i want to.
