It’s so relieving being able to talk shit without having to walk on eggshells. Don’t hide behind the guise of “checking in” on me, you’re fucking stalking me. Cause if you really cared enough to check up on me, you’d reach out, but no you’re upset that I publicly called you out on your bullshit.

The audacity to wait until the last day here to hit me up and try to plan shit while also pitting me into a corner by wanting things to be platonic after I’ve poured my heart out to you is absurd.

could’ve saved us both the trouble and said this from the jump. 30yo and the maturity of fucking teen

They got me