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"My voicemail is a Justin Bieber song, so if you manage to actually send me a message after the beep, I'll know it's important. Enjoy! Yeah, you got that yummy, yum, that yummy, yum, that yummy, yummy, yeah, you got that yummy, yum, that yummy, yum, that yummy, yummy"

BEEP

"Hey. I just wanted to ask you, what are you gaining from this? How are you benefiting from this, because make this clear, you're hurting me. I deserve an explanation Alex. Fucking hell, I know you have to feel something. I might be crazy, but if you seriously wanted to forget my entire existence, you would've changed your voicemail. I mean, I don't know, me hearing my own voice from your phone sounds kind of creepy. That's not related to the topic. The point is, you're a terrible human being. I told you I liked, I kissed you, you kissed me back, you told me you were straight, you proceeded to ghost me for the entire of summer, and then you tell me unintentionally over the phone that you're gay. Well then, IF YOU'RE FUCKING GAY, WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME? WHY DID YOU RUN OFF AND BREAK MY HEART? FOR FUCKS SAKE I LOVED YOU!... shit."

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