Dear You,

I hate you. Really really hate you. And whatever prayers I do, it doesn’t help me at all. Your fucked up reason for breaking up with me. I’m not really sure if it’s my upbringing that makes me wish you well or maybe there’s still some kindness in me left to pray for your success. I hope to see you soon, very soon and I’ll show you what you have done to me.

I hope you learn why people leave you. You’re fucked up and I thought I can change that. But lol I was so wrong in many levels. I hope you well and I hope you realize how you were so wrong in many levels in every aspect of your relationship with people. And lastly Fuck you.