I think the worst part about all of this. Is that I don't blame you. I don't blame you for having a new "friend". I don't blame you for wanting to see anyone else except me. For wanting to talk to anyone else except me. I don't blame you for not caring when I'm having a mental breakdown. I don't blame you for not loving me or being in love with me. I don't blame you for wanting nothing to do with me. I don't blame you for ignoring me. Because if I could, I'd do all those things too. I wouldn't choose me over anyone. I wouldn't stay with me. I wouldn't put up with me. I wouldn't care about me. If I could I'd drop me too. If I could I'd be someone else. I don't want to be me. Annoying and needy and fat and ugly. I don't blame you for wanting nothing to do with me. Because I don't. I wouldn't want me either. I'm broken and mean. And I think I deserve shit that I don't. I deserve this. I deserve being nothing to the person I love. Because what's my love worth anyways. What would anyone see in me. I fucking get it. So. If you still read this. Which since you got a new phone I don't think you do. But. Just know I don't blame you. And I hope she makes you happy. I hope she's attractive and easy to talk to. I hope she's everything I'm not. Because it wouldn't be too hard to find in all honesty. I don't blame you at all. It's okay actually. I get it
