I have so much anger inside of me for you. Whenever your name is brought up, my heart drops. I hate when you’re involved in everything. ___ this. ___ that. Fuck sakes I can’t catch a break. When someone asks about you I try so hard to keep my cool. Sometimes I can’t help but break down. And I fucking hate you for making me look this weak. I don’t wanna hear your name anymore. I don’t wanna keep myself updated with you. I want nothing to do with you whatsoever. I’m still waiting on you to take your shit back. I honestly just wanna burn it. I’m better off isolating myself from everyone. I mean, I sure am doing a pretty good job at it so far.

I always ask myself if the good really outweighed the bad. As much as I want to say yes, I can’t. I dug in too deep into convincing myself that everything you did was wrong. I can’t even think of what’s right anymore. Hell, why am I crying right now.

I never would’ve thought that this would affect me so much. But it does. It really does. And it’s so difficult to stop myself from thinking about it. You have no idea how hurt I am. Maybe its the fact that o really cared about you. I did a shitty job in showing it but I did. I don’t think anyone see’s that. I try to keep myself occupied. No matter what I do I can’t seem to get rid of this feeling. I hate what you did to me. I hate the fact that you’re so clueless by it all. I can’t keep putting up this front and being in denial. I can only keep it in for so long. It fucking sucks. The more I think about it the more I wanna cry but I can’t. I won’t. Crying? What good does that do. I hate looking weak. I hate you. I hate everything. I really wish this school year would end.