No let’s not be friends. I don’t want to be friends with pieces of shit.
You’ll probably never know how I feel because I’ve never told you outright.
Thank you for letting me experience what love is like.
Because you’re building a life with someone who doesn’t even see you in their future.
I guess I just love being treated like shit.
Why cry over a fuckboy when you can be not crying over a fuckboy?