I know you never read anything I write, and never will. Because you are afraid to show anything other than pessimism. I used to hope I would be strong enough to get over something that really never was. Now I hope I never have to see you again. And if I do, know I don’t love you, and i don’t like you, and you are not worth anything other than the influence for some short worded songs. Its sad to know the fact I cared enough to speak to you when I did give a damn you, was what made you hate me. But like I said, you unfollowed me, and I highly doubt you check here. Enjoy runing from the feelings and people in your life. And know, you’re barely a memory to me.