now he stalked my instagram and the friends he has left are stalking me too. Of course I blocked them, but it’s so weird. I told you “be happy with her, but leave me alone, I don’t want to see you anymore” (even though we go to the same university, I know his schedule, so I know I won’t see him). The last time we spoke face to face, he told me: “I want to keep talking to you, I don’t want you to ignore me. You can still talk to me because I care about you” and I was like ??????? I told him “no, I can’t talk to you, what the fuck? It’s her or me, and you chose her. So the only way we can talk again is if you break up with her, and maybe JUST MAYBE we can talk again”. FUCK OFFFF

Getting cheated on is honestly the worst thing I have experienced so far. He was honestly such a sweet person when I met him. I liked him because he seemed so mature and confident. All of my friends (and his) saw that. All of us used to think he was an old soul. He was the funniest person in the room, he was super kind, but it’s a shame because that person no longer exists. All of us are so disappointed in what he did to me. All I did was love him with pure and sweet intentions. His excuse was: “you get angry all the time and that makes me sad.” wow, you are pathetic. What kind of excuse to cheat on me is that, bro?. He told me not to tell a soul why we broke up. I told him, “okay, out of respect.” But then I realized, “no, fuck you. you disrespected me so badly. fuck you and your reputation at the university.” I told everyone: all of my friends, all of our classmates. No one wants to hang out with him, no one wants to work with him, even his gaming friends ditched him, calling him a fake and selfish asshole. Next week it’s going to be one month since he cheated on me and broke up with me. He is now dating the girl he cheated on me with (mind you, he started dating her DAYS after the breakup). I still feel sad about it. Honestly, it destroyed my self-esteem. But it’s okay, I know I will be fine. It’s all a process after all. I allowed myself to be sad, angry, confused, and sometimes accepting of what’s going on, of the fact that it’s over. The funny thing is that he told me he still loves me and misses me, and I quote: “You and I can still talk, I care about you, she doesn’t have to know we are talking.” Dude, fuck you and her. One night, crying, I told him: “Okay, be happy with her, but leave me alone. I will go my way and you go yours. Stop saying you care about me when you don’t. So goodbye, thank you for the good memories, take care.” But no, he keeps stalking my Instagram. He deleted everyone from the university but still follows me on my art account. Ironic. After all of this, I will continue to love because it’s who I am. I love love. I will give my heart out because it’s who I am. I am surrounded by friends who love me, and I love them too. What hurts me the most is not the cheating, it’s the fact that he gave up. He said to himself, “I am a coward.” Yes, you are. I’m sad not just because I lost my boyfriend of almost two years, but because I lost my dear best friend. All I can think now is i hope karma gets you, and you realize how happy I will be without you.

My boyfriend broke up with me this Wednesday, and everyone thinks I'm handling it great just because I'm not crying…like I can't sleep, haven't eaten in two days, and self-harmed, but of course, they assume I'm great because I laugh at silly things

wake me up when there’s any news about the silent hill 1 remake

i think the “david and sophie are siblings” headcanon is funne, like “i was rejected by my best friend so now i will fuck her brother”