The way you spoke, it made me think that you cared. Like all those questions were a code for 'I love you, but you can never know' After living my life, I've realised that fairy tales are fake, dreams will always be just that, and the only miracles happen in Disney Films. I'm almost used to feeling like this, it's kind of like I'm expecting things to fuck up, and in a way, it's all down to you. No correction, it's all your fault I'm like this.

Then again you never knew how badly I would take this, and how damn hard it is to move on. And it dosen't help the fact that you took me back once before. Your happy with her, and that's what I said about your last game, oops I mean girlfriend. Look what happened there.

Maybe your mum never taught you to consider other peoples feelings. Maybe one day you'll be treated like this, and I fucking hope you do. Because what everyone who reads these things have probably realised that every fucking blog is revolved around you! Your a waste of imaginary paper, of invisible oxygen.

And a waste of my time.