Letter..

(I don't have what he wrote to me, but this will go through what happened)


Dear Dalten,

That's cool that you tell me that you "really really" like me and then go for another girl.

It's fucking winter. The snow we've gotten is breaking records. Even if I had my licence, I know that my parents wouldn't want me to drive in this shit.

I don't have money to pay for bus rides, I'm broke. Flat, ass broke. No money.

And you just give up on me, and act like a jerk and not talk to me.

What the fuck is wrong with you? Guys are totally fucking blind when it comes to peoples' feelings. I know you're made differently, but holy fuck. It'd be nice if guys showed a little more sensitivity.

You all are the fucking same.

You made it seem like you really cared, and that you were crazy for me, but you've found someone else. Fuck you dude.

I'm tired of shit from guys like you. Fuck you.

Oh, and by the way, yes, you are the reason for me feeling rejected.

Merry fucking Christmas to you too. Thanks for a broken heart. That's what I wanted for Christmas.

But let me ask you; how did you know that's what I wanted? Hmm, must have been a lucky guess.

"I'm gonna make her Christmas as shitty as possible by making her think I'm 'really really' into her, and then when Christmas Eve comes around, I'm going to act like an asshole and make her think that there's something wrong with her, cuz I remember her telling me that she's one of the most insecure girls in the world. Then, Christmas day, if she texts me "Merry Christmas" I'm not even going to send her a nice "Merry Christmas" text back, to let her know that we're cool. Oh, and I'm going to act happy cuz I'm in a relationship, and she's not. Oh, and I know when I do this, that she'll be cool with it, and we'll still be friends, cuz she'll get over it, just cuz I'll send her a message on myspace cuz that's so personal...... Hey, Chaz! For Christmas, I'm going to break you heart, even though I don't realize you're crazy for me, and that you almost cried because you couldn't make it to my concert, because you knew how much it meant to me. I'm going to break your heart, even though I don't realize that you thought things were actually going to work out with me, and that you were excited for the weather to clear up so you could spend time with me. But hell, give me a sledgehammer, so I can take it to your heart, just like every other guy. Oh, and, I want to hurt you on Christmas, even though you know that I'm a liar, because I don't realize that you saw my bulletin for the 'girlfriend application,' and I told you that I've 'encountered more then one girl.' So, we're friends, right? Hopefully 'there's not too many hard feelings.' We're cool, right?"

Fuck you.

I should have known.

Don't ever talk to me again.