Game over

"Well, I really don't have much to say. Heartbroken, yes. Upset, yes. Tired, hell yes. But getting through life with all these struggles? Been there, done that. I'm used to these feelings, & I know exactly how to deal with everything that life throws at me. But hopefully, sometime soon, I won't have to go through half the emotions I have right now."

I'm done. I can't believe I wasted 9 fucking months caring about you. I can't believe I pushed so many great people out of my life just because of you. I can't believe I thought I loved you. I can't even begin to imagine I ended relationships before they even really began, just because of you. No, I don't hate you, because that would mean I still care. Don't flatter yourself, cause I don't. I became completely numb towards you & I want you out of my life forever. What? You thought I'd sit here & cry over you, while you make out with some girl you like at the moment? You thought I'd wait for you to show up again telling me how great she is or that you made a mistake, just because we're supposed to be friends? News flash, asshole, you're not worth it anymore. Actually you never were. It just took me some time, some lost loves & losing myself completely to realize this. And about the "friends" part, well, friends don't make friends miserable. So figure it out yourself where we are in that "friends-chaos". Okay, I admit, we've played this fucking game from the beginning, but now the game is over. Don't expect me to be here, when you realize she's just another bitch. Or maybe she's not. Maybe you two are perfect for each other. But me? I'm out. Cause I'm so fucking over you.