I want to punch in a wall.
Because I'm alone.
And being alone is how this all started.
I can't afford to relapse.
But I've lost everyone.
Because I lost her.
And everyone thought it'd be okay to mess with me.
People think it's a good idea to make their move when I am vulnerable.
But no.
You made your move and I locked you out.
Who said it was a good idea to prey on a heartbroken girl?
No.
Someone explain that to me.
Is it because I got so sad that I started texting a girl from England?
Does that justify it?
I hate that girl.
She makes me sick, Emily does.
So exactly who thought it would be okay to rip me to pieces?
And why did everyone decide to join in on the game?
I don't understand.
Two of you have seen me break down over my heartbreak.
But you did it anyway.
I don't want another apology.
I HATE pretending that I don't care.
Because I am human.
I hate having my heart torn out as much as the next girl.
Maybe more.