Dear Social Retard,
I can't believe it's been a year. And it's taken me this long to actually feel like I'm finally over you.
I could see you now and I would just feel nothing but pity because you are so emotionally fucked up that you actually needed to twist me to your purpose and mould me to your tiny little world. But you couldn't hold me, I'm too wild for that. And bizarrely enough that actually inspires an amount of pride now, because I was strong enough to say no, I was brave enough to get out.
And while some would say that you lost out on the best thing that ever happened to you, the truth is YOU NEVER HAD ME
heart - break