I’m going to kill him. I’m literally going to kill him. Ohmyfuckinggod. I’ve never had so much anger towards one person in my entire life. He is fucking scum.God. How could you do that to her. She’s gonna hate me. I just know she is. But I had to do it. She won’t forgive me. She’ll never forgive me. But he laughed about it. He fucking laughed about it. Like its some big ass joke. I should just take it back. And mind my own business. But I can’t. Not after what happened when I was there. Not after what I did. I won’t let someone else do that to her too. Ugh. Why is this so hard. She’s not my problem. Not my responsibility. I love her. So much. She’s my responsibility. I’m the one who’s supposed to take care of her. But its not my business. She could be mad if I didn’t do anything. If I knew and didn’t help her. Or she could be fucking pissed that I told him to fuck off. Either way I’m screwed.

I think you’re beautiful and amazing. And I love you. And I’m in love with you. He doesn’t deserve you. I don’t either. He’s fucking scum. Not that I’m much better. But, I found you. You were mine first. And I don’t care who sees this. I don’t care if this makes me look pathetic. Or stupid. Or anything. I just don’t care. The only thing I care about is you. The first time I talked to you, I knew you were perfect for me. And you just got more perfect for me the longer I knew you. And I don’t know what to do anymore. I don’t know who I am anymore. I don’t know much of anything. Except that I love you. And that it took me five minutes of typing and backspacing to figure out which except i needed to use. I’m done now.