I texted you last week, when I said I wouldn't. I couldn't help it. I felt miserable knowing I didn't get into my program and I just wanted you to talk to me again. You replied for a little bit, then stopped. I don't know what I said wrong, but I'm beginning to think it isn't about whether I did something wrong or not. I think you just need to grow up.
I'm tired of wondering what you're up to or what you're telling people about me. I just want to be done with this. I don't want to see you around or avoid places because you might show up there. I want to have a real life where you don't exist.
At all.
I'm tired of wondering what you're up to or what you're telling people about me. I just want to be done with this. I don't want to see you around or avoid places because you might show up there. I want to have a real life where you don't exist.
At all.
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