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eriial:

someone help me i’m trying to break up with my boyfriend

Yeah. Too bad I broke up with you (?) in a depression-driven moment of stupidity. Remember? How I wasn’t getting any, so I got upset? Then you got some weird form of acne so I thought I couldn’t kiss you, so I got upset? How you blew me off dozens of times? Remember that? I guess you wouldn’t know how much that hurts, now would you? You also seem to forget that I went through a great deal of pain after-hand and you just sat there and mocked me as I tried to apologize. I realized I was wrong to have thought that those were important. For a while there, I was wrong. Oops. I’m sorry. So after a near-suicidal epiphany, I realized it, apologized, and more importantly, I vowed to change. The best I really can do, right? Imean, by all means, tell me if I’m wrong. I’m all ears.

I get some if it. You don’t want me back. As much as it hurt, I can get that. I can give you plenty of reasons why you should, but whatever, Now for some reason you’re trying to ruin my reputation? I loved you. Hell, for a moment there, i even thought you liked me! Guess I was wrong there, huh? I made what I thought was a mistake. But if this is what you are, I didn’t make a mistake. If this is what you are, you don’t deserve better. If this is what you are, honestly? Fuck yourself. I really hope this isn’t who you are. You go ahead and call me a cheater, a liar, whatever. Go ahead and don’t believe me. But don’t try to spread bullshit. You hated being called a basic bitch. If this is who you are, ya know what this makes you? A basic bitch. Sorry, not sorry.

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