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I am going to block your number from my phone. I am going to delete you from every form of social media. I am going to become a ghost, a fading memory and a crumpled picture in your wallet. 

You deserve someone who treats you with respect. Who handles arguments with class.

You admitted you liked me. You kissed me. You slept with me. I thought that made us a couple. I thought that meant we were dating. 

I don’t want to be guarded anymore. I don’t want to push you away. I don’t want to pretend I’m better off alone.

You become so excited when he actually pays attention to you that you forget about how horrible you felt when he was treating you like shit only a little while earlier.  

When I have strong feelings for you, I will make you a priority. I will drop anything for you. I will be there for you whenever you need me.

I don’t want to be the kind of person who focuses on the worst in others, who never gives anyone a chance, who assumes the world is a horrible place filled with heartless souls.

You don’t want your daughter to jump from one damaging relationship to another because you were unable to get your shit together. Because the only person you ever cared about was yourself.

If you didn’t want to deal with my mistrust, then you shouldn’t have betrayed me. You shouldn’t have given me a reason to worry about whether you would stay loyal. You shouldn’t have screwed me over.

I lied when I acted like I was okay with keeping things casual. I was never satisfied with being just a friend to you. I wanted to be your girlfriend.