Hi. I don't know if you'll see this, but I had to try. I'm so sorry for everything. I spent the past days just thinking about a way I could contact you, but you blocked me on everything. Please don't block me here. Talk to me. I know I did everything wrong. I know I'm a bitch and you have every right to hate. But please talk to me one last time. Curse me if you have to, idc. Just let me talk to you, and if you do, please give me one last chance. I don't like letting you down, I should've said this before, but my ego wouldn't let me. Just please, I just need you to hear me one last time. Please. I know I'm petty. I know I was wrong, but I was also your best friend. I don't want everything to end like this. I admit that I'm a terrible person, but I NEVER said anything bad about you. Really. If I had said, I'd be admitting and apologizing for it. I never said anything bad about you to anyone. It's true, I swear. I never said anything negative about you or about your family or about the clothes that you wear or about your body— anything. I swear on my life. If you're still reading this, please give me another shot. I'll be better, I'm trying to be better. I recognize I was wrong, and I'll do everything I can to change that if you only let me. You don't have to trust me right away, you don't even have to be my friend again, but PLEASE talk to me. One last time is all I'm asking. I mean it, truly. I also apologized to Michel after the fight we had, but it didn't change anything. Please let me change this. Please don't hate me. I still love you. You're one of the best friends I've ever had. Just please give me a chance. I swear I'll never screw up this way again. I know I'm fake, worthless, and you probably shouldn't trust a word that comes out of my mouth— but PLEASE I'm begging. You meant a lot to me and I don't even know why I treated you that way. I sound like a desperate shitty ex. You probably won't even read the whole thing, but if you do, please. I love you.
