first of all, im not trying to wiggle my way back into your life at all. i made a phonecall  to talk it out and be mature about it so we dont have to act like we’re five and do THIS shit. youre immature af. oh & btw- i didnt ask you any of those questions, only reason i looked at ANYTHING you just said is because my sister saw it and told me to look. obviously you give a shit because youre taking the time to sit here and post ALL this shit about it. I treated you really fucking good. youre just a little bitch and dont know how to treat someone who loves you. actually *loved, you. you dont know what its like to be on the other side, never know where your girlfriend is at the end of the night, waitin around for phonecalls, texts, anything to make you feel fucking sane. you dont know wtf its like to take a chance on someone, tell them EVERYTHING about you, and them to throw it in your face, call you names, make fun of you for being insecure and spread your fucking business to the world. i dont care about what youve prayed for. that shows your maturity level it really does because unlike you, ive prayed every single day that you find happiness even though you & i didnt work out. i dont love you anymore, i really dont. i stopped loving you a long time ago. sure, i miss what we had and im not guna lie because im not a little bitch and im not guna act all fuckin hard to look cool but you treated me like fucking shit and because of that, the person im talking to now will NEVER get away with it. i let you walk all over me for 8 damn months & lowered myself as a human being to be your little bitch when you came home.  you get everyone involved and make people feel sorry for you so you look like the bigger and badder one when really youre just a fake horrible human being. i dont care about who or what life brings you. go fuck yourself. and keep my name out of your mouth cuz cleary you love it. goodbye.

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