I’m not doing this kyra. Because you’re a 16 year old girl and I’m a 20 year old man. I’ve been where you are. I’ve thought the same damn things that you’re thinking right now. I know what you’re doing, and that’s how I know you’re full of shit.
I’m not doing this. You aren’t getting a response out of me. When and if you pull your head out of your ass, feel free to send me a text. But I’m not gonna just stand by and watch you go to guy after guy trying to figure out what you want and need . I’m not waiting for you. And if you think I’m gonna stick around, you’re an idiot.
This is not a conversation. This is not an argument. This is me talking and you listening. Now I’m gonna say this once and that’s because it’s the last damn thing you’re ever gonna hear from me.
You’re lying. You did something bad. You did something that would hurt me. So you decided that lying to me would protect me from being hurt. You were wrong. I am hurt. Because you lied. Because in less than 2 weeks of dating me, you found and made problems in something where there should have been none. And then you went and acted like the hero, about how you couldn’t live with yourself if you knew you’d eventually hurt me. You aren’t getting off that easy. YOU are the one with an issue. YOU are the one who started ignoring and avoiding me. YOU are the one who waited an entire week to end things with me. I’m the one whose been sitting here waiting for you. I’m the I’ve whose had anxiety attacks, and had to get drunk just to handle the thought that you wanted to leave. And ultimately, I’m the victim. Not you. Because I thought you actually cared about me. I thought you wanted to be with me.
I was wrong. I was wrong about you. And that’s a mistake I’m never going to make again. Pull your head out of your ass Kyra. I’m not a test subject for you to fuck around with then abandon. I’m a human being. And I deserve to be treated like one.