𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥 ━━ 𝖻𝗋𝗒𝖼𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗅

𝘅𝘅𝗶𝗶. 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗴

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august 10, 2020
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I REMINISCED ABOUT OUR OLD MEMORIES. every single one. from lunch dates to just fucking around. to parties i didn't wanna attend. god, i loved him so much.

"this party is fucking lit." vinnie yelled over the song. money trees was playing. i knew bryce was gonna be here, so i made sure to wear something hot. and i made sure vinnie was all over me. but...bryce simply didn't fucking care.

i look over at addison. i watched as she stood there, her holding your hand. i watched your arm go around her shoulder and suddenly mine went cold. i was jealous. i wanted that for myself. but i couldn't have it.

"watch as she stands with her holding your hand, put your arm round her shoulder. now im getting colder."

i fucking hated her, because you chose her. because you loved her. god, you looked at her...the way i looked at you. and god, i hated it. i hated her. but how could i? she was everything i wanted to be? she was perfect. i was the fucking devil...and she was, an angel.

"how could i hate her, shes such an angel."

but i wanted her dead. i wanted to be her. i wanted to so badly be the girl you loved. i looked at her as she walked with you. she had such grace in her.

"but then again kinda wish she were dead as she walks by."

because, again. she was a sight for sore eyes. she had you mesmerized. while i died. and...god, i feel so dumb. why would you ever kiss me? why would you ever love me? why would you ever choose ME? im not even half as pretty as her. i get it. i would choose her over me too.

"what a sight for sore eyes, brighter than the blue sky. shes got you mesmerized, while i die. why would you ever kiss me? im not even HALF as pretty. you gave her your sweater...its just polyester. but you liked her better. wish i were heather."