I miss how we used to be,
We used to joke, have fun, mess around, actually stand each other.
You’ve changed so much in three much from what I’ve known you for over a year. A part of you is already dead to me. I gave up on you. Your stupid friends that influence you all the damn time are always before me, even though I AM the reason you even know them. I feel like I’m nothing to you. I’m done always asking you to be how you used to be, I’m done always trying to be with you, I’m done competing with your friends, I’m done trying to pick up the pieces over and over again, in done being in a relationship by myself I’m done trying to be the ideal gf, I’m almost done with you.
Get your priorities straight, because your soon to become my last priority. I’m fucking over it and am done shedding tears for you, I hope you know what you’re doing with your life.