I’m sorry we broke up. I didn’t feel needed & important. Despite this, I think about you more often than you imagine. xxx

i’m sorry i was rude. i’m sorry we broke up. but i didn’t feel needed with u. still thinking ‘bout u much more than you imagine. xxx

You said you loved me. You knew I was scared of loosing u. We talked for MONTHS and then dated. I was so attached to u. U made me so happy. Everybody know about u. Everybody knew I loved you. Everybody knew I’d never leave u. Everybody knew ur name and everything good about u. What we did in our free time I kept to myself even tho we were long distance. For some reason my ex before u made me believe boys for once wouldn’t cheat. I left him for u because I thought u would be the one. Sorry jackson!! After years of being bsfs and then talking then dating... it all went down the drain one night. That night I told u how much I loved u. Spammed u with pics of me. Wrote u paragraphs because u seemed mad and sad for some reason. U were acting weird for the past couple weeks so I text the only girl ur following. Ur ex. Not even me. Her. I talk to her. Find out y’all had been dating for over a year. Still got scars from that night that are visible asf. It hurt me. More than u can think. My mom asked me why I was in the bathroom so long. I had collapsed on the floor crying. I couldn’t get up. The next morning I had to do school. I cried about 6 times. All I could think about was us fting everynight. Us texting being all sweet and cute and shit. Talking about my big field trip for school which meant I end up going to ur state for a week and I’d be able to see u. Us talking about how cute the babies would be and where/what our wedding would be like. The times we would just game all night until I got in trouble for screaming to much because u kept beating me with ur cheats. Now it all makes sense. The ended calls in the morning when I was sleeping. The text I didn’t get for hours during the day, only at night. U said u had cancer, bitch I almost fucking killed mused because I thought u we’re gonna die. I was on call with u the night I told u and couldn’t stop crying for hours and hours at my ex bsfs house. My brother even tried to help me through it because even tho we hate eachother he saw that it was eating me faster and faster everyday. But u lied about cancer, KNOWING my grandma had died from it when I was 6. The time u said ur dad left he didn’t. U know my dad left but u even lied about that. U lied about loving me. And when we both confronted u about cheating u said it was ur brother on ur accs. But when I texted him he didn’t even spell or text the same as u. Didn’t use the same slang and shit. I’ll never forget the night I lost the person I loved which has now caused me to never trust partners again.