Why is it that whenever you are needed, you are everyone elses best friend, but as soon as they get what they want, you are no longer necessicary to anyone. Love is a great thing to lean on when you are unhappy. It builds you up and holds you in a place where you feel safe enough for you to be who and what you really are. After you gain that bravery, and that confidence however, is it then okay to look down on the one person who held your hand while everyone else just spit in it? No it isn't.

Is it okay to change your mind every other moment because you aren't sure what it is that you really want? No. It is not okay to trail someone along helplessly while you take your sweet f*****g time trying to figure out what you want. It. Isn't. Okay. I can, and will do better than anything you had to offer me. I am strong, brave, beautiful, and more smart right now than you could ever possibly dream to be.

I don't hate you. That would be an unrealistic thing to say or way to feel because after loving you so long, hate can't just hop out of the woodwork, but I can say this: One day you will realize that you tossed a woman out on her ass because you were just a boy. One day you will look through your albums and see my beautiful face next to your bleak one and say 'What the hell did I throw away...?' and I will be off having forgotten about you long ago. Have fun little boy, while I go and love men.