Work Text
Jan 6
It's been about 2 months since I've last spoken to you. As expected, you've moved on. Not surprising to be honest. I was told to jot down thoughts, so far it's been helping me cope with lost. Honestly, why should I give a fuck about you? You should be the last fuckin' thing on my mind. I'm thriving without you, getting my degree, hanging with friends, being with my family more and not having to worry about pleasing you on a Saturday night. You don't even deserve a "Fuck you!!" from me.