and i certainly hate myself
for loving you.
for caring for you.
for hoping you'd like me the same.
for hoping you'd love me the same.
i hate you for leading me on.
and i hate you for giving me false hope.
for giving me so many, i lost count, false fucking hope.
BINABASA MO ANG
to the boy who broke my heart.
Short Story; in which a girl writes to a boy to tell him how much he broke her. a short story by julia alexandra lowercase letters are intended.
