sometimes i want to kill your boyfriend. but i wont. he makes you so happy.
You told me you loved me but you watched me get jumped by your new boyfriend and 2 of his friends and you were glad they were doing it. When the odds turned on him I hit him so hard he started crying and you even came at me scared that I was going to kill him and his friends. I walked away with just a bruised collar bone and my head held fucking high. He walked away crying and his tail tucked between his legs because not even 3 on 1 could fuck me up. I didn’t care but when you said you didn’t care if I got killed, yea now that got me. Kid called you to explain myself and you didn’t care to listen but when I finally said I’m going to act like I never knew you, you started to cry I know that got to you. So I wish you the best of luck, even tho you were my first love and I always will love you. I just don’t ever see me forgiving you for hoping and being glad I got jumped. So with this I end with a goodbye forever…






