Okay, yeah thanks, hint taken.

You never wanted me as a friend after you saw the real me, anyway.

Now I'm back to ground zero.

Fuck.

Fuck all of this.

FUCK!

I swore I would stop crying after January.

I swore that that would be the last time I allowed myself to pretend that I-

oh fuck I'm going to cry now. screw it.

coward.