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8 months. Does that mean nothing to you? It was 8 months. Constant talking and then out of the blue. I can’t do this anymore. We were supposed to make it. You promised that. I know I fucked up, but you said we were ok. It’s fucked yo. So much for me being “the one”.
I still love him. I do t think I’ll ever stop loving her. They were the center of my universe. You love dont last for life but god damn. When do I get my fairytale? Fuck my life. Fuck love.