I hate you, both. It accually feels good to say it.
You were my best friend, you knew i had a chance. But you had to do what you always do.
I hate you both. I know he knew something was going on, why would he do that. You know how i am and how that would drive me crazy, knowing that he probably dosnt even remember and that i didnt even have a choice in the matter. You deffently blame it on me, even though people seen and knew he was the one how came up to me. You know i'm not a whore.
Just to let you know, if hes going to do things with your "best friend" at the same party, whats he going to do with random girls when your not there?
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