Texts I didn’t send my ex.
Just pretend I never existed. Like we didn’t happen. When it comes to your next girl. I will sound so fucking pathetic in your version of the story. Unless you tell the truth that you were a coward and couldn’t ball up and just talk to me like a man about how you felt and decided to try to break up with me over text while you were basically sitting at the end of my street. And it’s a short fucking street. We’re not talking city blocks here.















