Today I was gonna wear this really cute sweater but the things you said to me kept replaying in my head. I ended up just wearing a sweatshirt because I couldn’t stop crying. My mom kept telling me how beautiful I looked but I don’t believe her. She’s so god damn mad at you. I can’t seem to be mad at you though, probably because I’m stupid. I even put on makeup which I never do anymore. I fucked it up by crying which made me more upset. Sometimes I’m okay but then it just hits me. Almost like a big punch in the stomach. It happens at random moments especially at times when I don’t want to cry. I wish it didn’t have to be you and that I could take it all back. I miss you even though I wish I never met you.