... angry.
as the implications sunk in-- as i realized--
i'm not hurt or sad or angsting or trying to work out my feelings.
i am angry, and i legitimately think you are an asshole.
not some wonderful person who messed up. i actually think you are just an asshole.
now i'm fairly certain this isn't a good thing. but i'm not entirely sure it's a bad thing either.
enoughhhhh enough with defending you.
i am listening to a lot of angry fuck you music and then i'm moving on because i no longer think you're worth it.
ETA: and it's about damn time
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