Seriously, when you make the same mistakes again and again, it's hard to be there for you. Wallow in self-pity. I don't care. I can't make a difference. It doesn't matter whether I give you any support. You don't care either.
You gave me false hopes. Do you know how much I looked up to you? Do you know that I called you, in front of everyone else, the best? I really don't understand why you're doing this to yourself. I don't understand what you're trying to prove. I don't know what you're trying to show the world.
Why?
I'm beginning to think that you make mistakes on purpose. For the attention. Cos there isn't really much else that you can do.
Fuck you Brit, your va-jay-jay is all over the internet again.
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