Idk why I keep getting sad over people that don’t give a shit about me.
I keep saying I’m done with you. And I am. I will be. I’m getting there. Four months from now I’ll be driving down the street smiling to myself because life is good and I’ve forgotten about you.
Four days and one month will have gone by and I will have forgotten about you. Until your name pops up on my phone.
Then I want to throw up and cry at once."