This letter is a little different
This isn’t my ex, it’s my ex-best friend.

You sold me out to a kid who sexually assaulted my friend, and when I did the right thing, you stood by me. Taylor, you were there for me. And then you stabbed me in the back, you betrayed me, you sold me out for him, a kid with a reputation of being a dick.
You hate me now for nothing I’ve done.
You keep talking about me.
You keep gossiping about me.
You keep on spreading rumors about me.
Do everyone on earth a favor.
And get over it