The worst part is I don't completely hate them because even though they hurt me they were right.
Even though they hurt me they tried to help me.
And even though I hate them I don't. That's why I text them, or why they text me. Because underneath the hurt I still see the person, I'm not like the worldly girls who get blinded by their pride and say mean stuff about their exes or friends... even when I get hurt I don't speak down on people... and still some assume that I twist things... That's not who I am.
