First off, I just finished watching Rent live and I cried. It was so good and OHMYGOD. It was amazing. Rent is nothing short of perfection and I would proudly say it's better than Hamilton. It is. And I stand by that statement.
Second, I just got to thinking and it made me sad again. I thought I was over her and I'm not. Do you know what she said to me a couple of weeks before she dumped me? I'm Not gOnnA BREak Up WitH yOU FOR SoMEone ELSe. Ha. You broke up with me to get with my best friend.
Like, bitch. The fuck? Don't say things you don't mean. Also, I noticed, before she even said she liked my friend, it didn't matter if I left the fucking table. She didn't give two shits. It only mattered if Fynn couldn't or if I was sitting by him.
And part of me cannot wait until they break up and she leaves him for another person. Or she kissed someone else. Cause, guess what? She did that shit to me and I'm going to laugh at him. I know I said I was over her, but I'm really not. My other friend just stopped fucking talking to me and everything besides the baby is just shit. My mother's still smoking and my dad smokes weed. I don't care about my dad, but my mother NEEDS to stop smoking if she's gonna have a child. I do not want that child to suffer because she can't fucking give up smoking. She won't do that for me. Apparently, her goddamn addiction is more than her children.
Mkay, bye.
