Isn’t it ironic how red, white, and blue are known to signify freedom until they’re flashing behind you
What the fuck John what the absolute fuck garbage are you doing to me. You treat me like a piece of shit bc I got drunk at a party and then all of a sudden you feel bad bc you’re finally realizing that you fucked up and I didn’t and you want me back well guess fucking what I miss the shit out of you but I can’t put up with how you treat me and you tell me you’re trying to change and you’re going to therapy and getting meds and I mean hyfr that will help you immensely but that doesn’t make up for the fact that this is the second time you’ve broken up with me the second time you’ve told me you hated me. You constantly treat me like shit and before last night you called me a whore and tried to make me feel like shit for doing nothing even though we’ve been broken up for a month. Omfg I can’t do this. I don’t want to take John back I really don’t. I still love him but I want to move on with my life I really don’t want to get trapped again. I want to do different things with my life, I want to give Jon a chance I want to know if things would work out between us omfg John I’m sorry that this is hard for you, I’m proud you’re trying to change but changing means eliminating certain people from your life and it hurts a lot but honestly John just leave me out of it. I’ll be really sad but I’ve been doing really really well and I’ve been really happy.