I knew what I was doing was hopeless, I told you I loved you but unfortunately you didn’t see me in the same light. I knew at that moment I should of ran away, far fucking away, but l made one of the worst decisions I have ever made, I choose to be your friend, selfishly. Not because I wanted to be your friend, I wanted to not give up hope. Even though I know that me sticking around is 99% going to fuck me up to a point where i can’t see myself being the confident person I used to be. During these past 3 years I would get angry with you, unfairly, but even in those moments I felt that I was just blaming you, (in my head), for feeling the way I did. But I knew I should of been blaming myself. I don’t know why I took so long to realize that I have to not talk to you ever again. I just can’t continue on making dumb decision after dumb decision, just to keep this bullshit dream of us, I have my head, alive. But there is no dreaming anymore, it’s just one big nightmare. So basically I’m done, I can’t contact you to say goodbye, I won’t contact you so if for some chance you come across this I just want to say that I’m sorry, and you did nothing wrong.. kinda. But in the end I take responsibility for my shit. And my shit is fucked up. Toodles slut.