truly, teddy ✔️ [unedited]

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dear ivo,

ty was on the bus today. i ignored him and read my book. he asked me why i was so boring. i just shrugged and kept reading my book.

"why don't you ever talk to art and i anymore?" he asked. "we used to talk all the time."

yeah, why didn't I talk to him and art anymore? and the answer was simply; i couldn't. i couldn't just forget what ty did to me. what I did to myself. he used my love for his advantage and i still hadn't forgiven him. i'm scared of letting people in only for them to break me like ty did long ago.

i guess that's why i don't like talking to people that much anymore.

truly,

teddy.