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matt,



not that you asked, but i'm doing pretty fucking terrible.

i'm so done being sad. i'm tired of spending nights crying on the bathroom floor because of you.

because of how you treated me and how you ended it.

i'm here being all miserable while you? you seem perfectly fucking fine.

you seemed to move on pretty easy. two weeks!! good for you. i hope you're treating her better than you treated me.

i see your careers taking off. youtube channel, over a million subscribers. you even got a new car.  you're acting like we didn't even happen. like i wasn't your biggest fan, biggest supporter. you used to swear that i was the only one who ever got you. no one knows you like i did. not even your brothers. not even her.

but now it's like we never met. i'm just another girl, tossed to the side, while you bathe in your success. 

maybe i'm too emotional. because you really don't seem to care. maybe you never did? is that why you ended it? is that why you gave so many signs leading up to it? 

i need to get over you.

yet i keep writing this to you. leaving them in your mailbox, as if you'd read them.



from,

celeste.

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