Dammit heart, get it together, work with me here.

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I hate you

Hate is such a charged word, I’ve never been the one to use it. But you used me, you made me believe we had something, you lied and used me for sex. 

I hate you.

You saw me falling for you, you played along to keep me as your backup relationship in case things didn’t work out.

I hate you.

I spent hundreds of dollars on plane tickets to see you. You didn’t tell me you were dating someone else exclusively when I was holding you in my arms.

I hate you.

Now I’m stuck scrambling for housing in July, we agreed that I could stay with you while I was doing EMT training in Long Beach. I chose Long Beach EMT training over the program in the Bay so I could spend time with you. You had three months to tell me you found someone else, but now I’m stuck with a program in Long Beach, no place to stay, and a broken heart.

I fucking hate you.

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