This is trash

This is trash

This is trash

LTME-postHi!

It’s as if this cyclical routine from hell continues so as to torment me. I’m really not sure if it’s because I sinned or because I feel like I can’t get any better or because you ‘were the one’. Life is short and I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing because I’ve spent a significant portion of my life after the breakup not thinking of you. My life would be considered great, I am achieving much of what I set myself out to do yet every so often I feel these pangs of melancholy. I’m rendered useless as tears stream from my ducts and I’m incapable of even finishing the most mundane of tasks. I hate myself right now, I used to find solace in thinking of God, praying, and knowing that an afterlife may exist. Um yeah, I don’t know where I was going with this. Don’t enter my life again. I need a rich man, not a guy who doesn’t even go to college. I need a man who will listen to me not a person who can’t even listen to my simple requests. Yeah, I think that’s it. I hope you’re doing great you were some serious daddy material. Now all the guys I meet who are as tall as you or taller are serious douches and fuck boys. But seriously you’re going to need to gain weight, it isn’t that hard. Btw my life is amazing rn (from the outside at least) I’ve also lost like 20 lbs since leaving you so that’s great I guess. Hmm what else, oh yeah all the guys at my college are fuck boys. I don’t even talk to boys anymore because they’re all useless and disgusting. Don’t get mad at me if you read this, okay? >.> k bye.

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