Pff

I don't know what the fuck is my problem, I know should be over you, but hell, I thought I was but I guess I was wrong. Fuck it, fuck you. Just leave me the hell alone. Don't want no emails, no fowards, no seeing on the streets.
I lost the game. I'll get over it. But for now, the only way I can handle this is not seeing, talking or even hearing about you. Go to hell, forget you! It might be a little too childish but I don't want to be your friend. At least not right now. This is not about ego, I wish it was, I'm sure I'd be over you by now. Maybe this is the way I tell myself that I let it happen and I have to deal with the consequences. Hell if I care.
I hate myself so fucking much for not letting this go and I want to forget it so bad. Fuck everybody that says I gotta let you go. I know it, don't need anybody reminding me of that. It is so much easier to say that when it happens to other people.
I don't want a boyfriend and I surely don't want your friendship right now. It still hurts to know that when I get this retarded forward letters about people and everything you write I already knew the answers. At least you know I'll be the only person you're sure is not gonna write you back. I think that what makes me even madder is b/c it still bothers me. I don't wanna be a human being. I don't wanna fall in love with the wrong person. I don't wanna have a hard time to get over them. I wanna be a seahorse in my next life.