"Keep that shit off of facebook!"
Fuck Renee and fuck Dean and fuck irony and fuck everything off. They can just fuck off with their cutesy little fucking loved'up shit, it's honestly disgusting. It makes me feel physically sick.
You read something you didn't need to know, and your heart sinks down to your stomach.
So why would I care?
'Cause it's my fault, I sorted their shit out, and now all he wants is her, fuck.
How fucking hard is it to just be my best friend again? Like, a real best friend that doesn't say "Hang on, talking to Renee, I'll talk to you later." when I need to talk to him.
I won't be your second best, I'm not your toy. You can't just be my friend when she isn't around to bitch.
She is a gutless fuck and when I come up there, she'd do well to fucking hide.
I hope you reasd this, because it's only the start.
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