you fucked me over so hard. you turned my friends against me even if you don’t think you did. you built me up and broke me down like nothing mattered. you helped heal my wounds before injecting them with poison. you took the bandages i could of used to heal. you stole the tools i could use to rebuild myself and instead used them to build a narrative where i was the one who ruined you. you mentally drained me. you blamed me for things that i didn’t do. i’m sorry i exist. it’s all resolved it’s all okay it’s all fine we’re okay but i’ll never forget how you ruined me for a while. i still fucking love you.