August 5th: you're a jerk.
You have a girlfriend. You posted some picture on Instagram [you idiot], and apparently Leah saw it and creeped on her. This is a thing.
I have no words. I'm so angry. You can't officially ask me and make us a real thing, but you can go and freaking get a real girlfriend while you're talking to me?! You're terrible. I hate you right now, and that really hurts to say because I love you.
This does explain why I haven't heard from you in over a week, though. And I know I shouldn't be crying, because I thought this might happen. I knew it would. Especially because of how distant you've been acting recently. I didn't want to believe it. Now I'm just a sad idiot.
And I can't blame anyone but myself, because people warned me and I just didn't listen.
But you know what? I'm great. I was happy before you, and I'm happy now.
You won't define my happiness.
