Its your birthday, and im so fucking mad at you. And I was mad at you on your birthday last year, and I would give fucking anything to go back to this time last year and instead of being mad at you, tell you I was proud but scared. And I went to one of your Facebook pages today and saw there was an unread message. And my heart felt like it stopped. And my stomach felt like it fell out of me, and I opened it. And the message was just “lolol”. But for a second, before I read the date, it felt like a sick joke.
And everyone is still falling apart. Over and over. I read through as many texts back as I could tonight and im even more mad at you. Why did you lie to me?
I guess I’m just writing here because I dont have anywhere else to talk about this.
