notes: more first person-nesssss. oh, another name for this would be... SHEBELIEVED (because i can).
HE'S A liar.
I can't stand anything about him. He really tried his best to get under my skin, didn't he (and it worked)? I'm glad that he left—no one wanted him around anymore. I didn't want him around anymore.
He and I—we were a mistake. And piece by piece, I fell—and he gained. Like a motherfucking vampire. He lied and lied, and I believed him. (Why did I believe him?)
"And don't ever come back," I thought. I will never forgive him. I will never love him again.
—But God knows that I'm a liar, too.