You have such charm, don’t you?

Well, you keep flattering yourself a-hole.

It started off great, we were doing just fine. Now what? Just a simple “Hey, what are you doing?” but you can’t even spell it out you abbreviate the whole damn thing.

But, that’s not what I’m so angry about. I’m angry that when I ask you what you’re doing you always reply “Nm”. You never make an effort to have a actual conversation with me, even when I try to. I don’t even know you anymore. I’m angry because you can go weeks on end without messaging me, and I somehow end up texting you first. I’m angry because you act like you don’t care about me anymore and that you’re trying to avoid me, if you don’t want to be with me, just say so for hell’s sake.

When we do talk, it’s about how depressed you are or how you’re thinking, but there’s no conversation about that anymore either. I don’t expect you to be happy all the time. I’m just growing so worn because I have to keep uplifting you, when I can’t even keep my own head above water. My grades are dropping and I’m not even finishing my work. I’m f-ing sick of it.

I am done expecting things from you, for you to care. I’m not going to give you a text that shows that you still have me in the palm of your hands. I’m going to focus on me, I’m not going to be torn down because someone I cared about decided they no longer cared for me.

I’m sorry, but it’s time to do some justice for me. It’s time I start focusing on my education, my future. I’m sure yours is going to be so bright, but you need to decide who you want in it.