I'm not quite sure if your mental illness prohibits you from remembering with clarity. if so ,let me remind you that
all of this was started by you.
when you tell someone to kill themselves over imvu,or on instagram, and in detail explain how you want me in your room laying on your chest while you slit my throat and gurgle in my own blood,doesn't sound to me like love, or friendship. I was your friend. you said you wanted nothing more but sex. I walked after telling you to fuck off. you deserved it. im sorry that I sent that half ass apology to you. I didn't do anything wrong. you want to say I cheated. knock your balls off idgf. you weren't my boyfriend and we were not dating. snapping and sending nudes is not dating. I realize your used to dating ugly monogrels who debase themselves for the slightest attention and free classes of shit kung fu garbage. but I am not them. I have dated many guys before and I know how I want to be treated. it is not my fault you came from a fucked up home and that someone hurt you. I tried to be there for you,you pushed me away. im not going to keep kissing your ass. when someone doesn't want me I have enough self respect unlike, trash sabrina,to walk away. you were.moaning and bitching over Tiffany, who my God wasn't even hot. way better than sabrina but not hot. she had a man. nope you continued your personal silent torment. im supposed to stop living because, you who didn't give a shit about me,was creating his own silent hell for someone who was taken for years now? I don't think so. true love and loyalty goes hand in hand. you can play the fake pity party and continue to seek pity with your lies from your enablers liz.and the rest of your enabling.crew. but I will not partake in that. you have done well for yourself...