I wish I could go to you right now. You could make everything better. You could help me forget him. You could help me forget everything. Even for just a little while.

I don’t think you understand how much you ruin everything. My phone is mixed up. My phone is nothing like it used to be. I lost all my pictures. All my videos. I lost all of my notes, my text messages, my conversations with people. I lost everything because you’re a prick that erased my phone. You’re telling me that my lowest point was changing my voicemail? Your lowest was ERASING MY PHONE. You’re just honestly making everything more difficult than it needs to be and I’m freaking out now. I’m losing it. I have absolutely no control over anything because you just had to ruin everything. You ruined my friendships with people all around me. You ruined my chances at making memories and enjoying myself. You’re not a rock, you’re an anchor. You try to fucking sink me, drown me, kill me. I’m can’t take your bullshit anymore! We’re not even together and I still deal with you WASTING MY TIME. Do you remember that, Wilfred? I used to “waste” so much of your time. It’s too little, too late, you fuck. Now all you want is my time, and I guess the tables have turned because you’re wasting my time. You’re ruining things for me. You’re making this harder than it needs to be. You’re the reason this sucks. You’re the reason it’s not easy. I can’t take this and you’re just making it worse. I’m going to kill something or someone or just UGH WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME YOU JUST CREATE AN ENDLESS ARRAY OF STRESSFUL SCENARIOS. I DON’T UNDERSTAND. WHY ARE YOU SUCH A DICKPRICK I DON’T UNDERSTAND. I HATE YOU. I HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU.

I’m going to kiss all of my pain away. I’m going to just forget it all. I’m going to forget you. I’m going to forget that there was ever an “us.” I’m going to forget me. I’m going to lose myself. I’m going. I’m gone.