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Left Broken

Dumbass

Ding. Ding.
Oh kill me... I unlock my phone and see Facebook messages, from of course, Gus.
"Hey Fucker" Really? I'm a fucker?
"Be a good friend and come see me" Um how about no?
"Have shit to do today" I respond, which is true I have plans with family today
"Troy don't count lmfao. The sooner u realize that u can't bullshit me this will be ez for u" Is he for real right now? He's to lazy to type to extra letters so he puts "ez"? -_-
"First yes he does. Second I'm not bullshitting you I actually have shit to do besides sit around all day. Third that better not be a threat. Four it is easy for me, don't know what your deal is, but I'm completely fine with how things are"
"No threat an u fine bc u left me for him. An u getting balls I don't sit around all day and doing damage to my heart bc u lied to urself for a year" The urge to throw a dictionary at his face is so strong right now!
"I didn't leave you for him. Troy and I are best friends, that's it! Sorry you could never comprehend that fact and you still can't. I always had balls, but whenever I used them you became an ass. No damage to my heart. I didn't lie for a year, I did care I did love you. But when you get strangled with a pillow case because "you knew yo much" you start to question why your with someone. Then when nothing gets better it just gets worse. You get angry I hangout with my best friend who I've know and will always know longer than you? Fuck that. I hangout with whoever I want. Whenever I want." My anger boils and I know I should just ignore him, that responding and getting angry is exactly what he wants, but I will not let him say shit like that to me or about me and get away with it.
"Harry and Leila lost the baby. Just thought I would let you know" Really? First of all we weren't even talking about that, and secondly your little gult trip isn't going to work... but I'm curious...
"What are you talking about?"
"The baby is dead" No fucking shit Sherlock.
"How dumbass -_-"
"SIDS. And u can only talk to me like that wen ur on fb"
"Right" That it totally not the case, I just didn't feel like talking to you like this in person for the fear of getting screamed at or hit.
"U call me friend but ur words to me say enemy. I want u as a friend don't get me wrong but this is just hard for me"
I'm officially irritated, and it's time he knows it...again. "Can you stop. This is like the 3rd day in a row. IDK what ur problem is, but please get over it. I'm not coming back, you can't give me puppy eyes no more they don't work."

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