T H I R T E E N
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i hate him. i undoubtedly, positively hate ashton irwin.
the photos that have surfaced this morning are proof of that; the stupid, adorable photos of him and some — some model undoubtedly, positively hotter than me.
i feel sick.
am i really that forgettable? not even worth more than a few days, not worth a week?
i want to believe that maybe they aren't dating, maybe it's just a publicity stunt, i want to believe something that would just prove that i'm — that this... he wouldn't forget, would he?
i don't want this to end. i don't want our short exchange of words to be over before it really started. i deserve better. he can't just forget, can he? did he?
i suppose this is what i deserve for falling so quickly for someone, before i even met him, even. this is what i get for thinking i had a chance with someone like ashton irwin. maybe he did keep my hopes up, maybe he is at fault just as much as i am, but i can't help but feel completely and utterly foolish.
i liked him. more than i should have. and he knew that, didn't he? he used that and he — he...
he, what? plotted his own sort of evil plan to hurt you?
no.
this was all on me.
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