So.
I got an e-mail from my boyfriend. Yay. Whoopty frigging doo, right?
Wrong. Dead fucking wrong.
Him: sorry allie ur too har to get a long with and i love you but were too diferent. i'm sorry but i cant be with you anymore and im soooo sorry. my mom told me cuz of what u did that one time she doesnt trust u anymor. and i dont too. i love you i do but i cant be saf with u if ur goin to act that way.
Me: (After talking to a friend about it) And why aren't you telling me this to my face, hm? I'm sitting here crying my eyes out almost and you're telling me that you don't trust me and that's why we can't be together? What the hell?
Him: well i said that because i just made up my mind and i have to tell you now here cuz my mom wont let me go over ther anymore because of wut u did to ur cuzin. i still luv u but i cant be around you anymore bcuz i dont trust u anymore. its hard to explain to you just leave me alone plz.
THEN HE FUCKING BLOCKS ME.
WHAT THE HELL. OH MY GOOD GOLLY GOSH.
MIGHT I ASK WHAT THE FUCK WAS GOING THROIUGH THAT HEAD OF HIS?
I was too depressed to write/do much earlier but now I'm just pissed off. His mom never controlled him before. And I know he's using it as an excuse to not tell me this shit to my face.
lsithfalskdgh alknblkwhankl;LKTBNASD -foams at the mouth-
...
-starts crying again- I MISS HIM AND I WANT HIM AND I LOVE HIM AND I FUCKING HATE HIM AND I FUCKING WANT HIM HO HUG ME AND TELL ME ITS ALRIGHT. ;-;
-hyperventiltes- ;-;
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