ya know what sucks? everything. I trusted you with everything about me and you don't even care. I hate that. I remember so many things that I thought were real. but I guess I was stupid to think that. I am almost 100% sure that because of you and Sam, I will never love someone romantically again. my life consists of very few things. few friends, drawing, singing, and of course, self harming. I had done everything to stop you and you gave up on me so fast. its like you never cared. but I guess I didn't matter.
