I'm done.

A letter to this girl.

This is the last letter you will recieve from me. You said at the begginning of our relationship that I didn't have to compete with others, that it was okay, that I was perfect, but little did I know you were telling every other person that had a crush on you that they were perfect and that they took your breath away. Even though that this is in the past but you are the reason I feel this way, you broke my f*****g heart but does that matter? Does it? Not to you. You say I wish I could fix it, please let me fix it. No because I want to be with you and you know that. Everyone is like why, you need to let her go. It's hard when you know things about me that alot of people don't. How do you expect me to be okay when you threw me out like garbage? You asked me to kill myself FOR you. I ALMOST did. You didn't even care. You say i'm clausterfobic and that you love me to death but? Do you remember why I do the things I do? DO YOU? because they are LEGIT reasons. Did you forget? Well just in case you did let me inform you. MY BESTFRIEND SHOT HERSELF IN FRONT OF ME! Does that make you happy? Does it? My worst fear was to loose you but I did. Thought I didn't have to compete? Oh wait you lie. Smh. You said I was the one, but that's what you told him and her and any one who pays attention to you. Face it, you don't know who or what you want. You are still an immature kid. Well guess what, it might kill me but i'm done. It's unfortunate that I have trouble letting go. Quit playing you say, i'm not playing. And do not compare our relationship to me and Madisyn's because guess what? YOU are NOT her. We had our problems, we had our struggles but guess what? SHE NEVER INTENTIONALLY hurt me. Like you. She accepted me for me. She loved me for me. Even when I hurt her. And yes I will tell her everything because she's my bestfriend and tell her to go to hell one more damn time. I DARE you. Stop comparing yourself to other people, get your priorties straight, and actually do something with your life. I am done feeling sorry for someone who can't even decide on what she wants. You think I am being mean? Oh girl. Then you don't even know me. You know? This is killing me. With every word on this page it is killing me to tell you theese things. But the truth hurts. You aren't satisfied. I am done trying to make you happy. And no I will not commit suicide for you. Sorry but I am not that low anymore. I apologize for me being a jerk or hurting you in anyway but you need to know this.

One tip. You can't play a player that has been known the game and been through it all once before. Just sayin'.

Goodbye.