I know it's been a while since we broke up. What I don't understand is why you're being such a dick to me when you're the one who broke up with me. I should be the one being mean. I should be the one putting you down everyday. You should be ignoring me in class and in the halls. I don't get mad at you or sad when I see you. I get mad at myself. I start thinking, how could I have gone out with such a loser? I guess I thought you would kick the coke habit, but I guess I thought wrong.
I don't believe your reasoning for breaking up with me, either. I know you're talking with Molly again. You basically told me straight to my face.
I just want you to know that I hate you now. I used to love you, but now I hate you. If I never saw your face again, I wouldn't be sad. In fact, my life has never been better.
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