I need you to move on and get a life. And I hope you have a good life and find happiness, I really do. Maybe it’ll help you forget me. Because I seriously don’t care enough for you or your problems to even think about them. I want nothing more than just to forget you exist, but that’s pretty hard when you keep reminding me that you do. If you even think I want something to do with you in the slightest, you’re wrong. After what you did to me and the things you spread and said, why would I? Why would anyone after that? I don’t know where you get your crazy theories or hear your lies, but it’s getting old. I just want you out of my life. I need you out of my life.
“A true friend knows your weaknesses but shows you your strengths; feels your fears but fortifies your faith; sees your anxieties but frees your spirit; recognizes your disabilities but emphasizes your possibilities.”—William Arthur Ward