good morning! i went to the theater last night, the film was pretty good. we had popcorn and candy and it was alright, i went with my sister. the last time i went to the theater i went with that guy and our friends. i kept thinking about that night throughout the movie, i wish i didn't. in fact i don't know why i spend so much time thinking about him anyways. he hurt me. he made me a second option, i'm literally his second choice and it fucking hurts, and i know how stupid i am because if he were to come after me again i would let him. i know he'd probably fuck up my feelings over again but my heart is too kind when it comes to him. i keep telling myself i hate him but i don't. i never will but i wish i did. i wish i could move on already. it's getting close to a month since it happened. i wish i could move on and forget about him and be happy but i don't think i can and it hurts. i find myself smiling sometimes but then its like my brain tells me to stop having fun because i should be sad. i wish i could give him a letter telling him how i feel and i wish he would read it and know the effect he has on me .
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July 2018
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