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it's about time i got over you you moved on fast, maybe i should too could've took one year but it took me two sometimes i miss you, that much is true but we haven't talked since february you're getting close to getting married letting go can be a little scary but it's about **** time i focus on me. -but then, i catch your green eyes across the room and why, god, am i drawn like a magnet to you? this isn't a romance i want to exhume and i know sure as hell the only one who wants it less is you. i know you hate me for what i did i know it was pretty messed up **** but jesus christ, matt, i was just a kid i always painted you as the perfect man the one who taught me to be the person i am i'm realizing more now that i was wrong thanking my lucky stars that you're finally gone i don't miss you anymore, that phase passed i have real friends now, ones that will last i have someone to live for, someone i'd die for someone to fight for and something to try for and that someone isn't me yet, but someday it will be someday i'll make myself someone worth waiting for and that never could've happened if you hadn't dumped me a year ago today on my sixteenth birthday so thanks for that thanks for everything, matt someday we'll pass each other on the street me living my best life, happy and carefree and let's hope to God that you finally see just how twisted it was, what you did to me so yeah, that's all hope you rot in hell and happy birthday to me.
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Mar 14
Mar 14, 2026 at 2:12 AM UTC
dear matt
it's about time i got over you you moved on fast, maybe i should too could've took one year but it took me two sometimes i miss you, that much is true but we haven't talked since february you're getting close to getting married letting go can be a little scary but it's about **** time i focus on me. -but then, i catch your green eyes across the room and why, god, am i drawn like a magnet to you? this isn't a romance i want to exhume and i know sure as hell the only one who wants it less is you. i know you hate me for what i did i know it was pretty messed up **** but jesus christ, matt, i was just a kid i always painted you as the perfect man the one who taught me to be the person i am i'm realizing more now that i was wrong thanking my lucky stars that you're finally gone i don't miss you anymore, that phase passed i have real friends now, ones that will last i have someone to live for, someone i'd die for someone to fight for and something to try for and that someone isn't me yet, but someday it will be someday i'll make myself someone worth waiting for and that never could've happened if you hadn't dumped me a year ago today on my sixteenth birthday so thanks for that thanks for everything, matt someday we'll pass each other on the street me living my best life, happy and carefree and let's hope to God that you finally see just how twisted it was, what you did to me so yeah, that's all hope you rot in hell and happy birthday to me.
wow i was super ****** at this guy when i wrote this LOL another old one i found
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Mar 14
Mar 14, 2026 at 2:12 AM UTC
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