(fuck me for writing this letter to you, good god, i wish i never did. unfortunately you go down in the history as my first love and there is no way either of us can escape that.)
i remember the way i used to admire you. it was simple, sweet, and terribly naive. you, bitter lime, i've written countless words to describe my love and how yours was never the same and each bite into the wretched morsel makes me even more sad.
that being said! i miss wasting time thinking about you, holy shit.
a rush of serotonin every time i'd catch a glimpse of you. i was honestly addicted to you.
i hate that i'll remember you forever, but i loved the person i made you to be in my head. now that's the perfect boy. funny and sweet. if only i knew! ahaaa
that's all you are is a laughing matter. what a fucking joke you are.
i think that's all i have to say, if any of this needed to be said in the first place. i don't hate you, but my respect is low.
p.s., stop talking shit about me at work?? Thanks.
