Diepgod Enterprise

You use to be the girl I wanted to take to Disneyland. You were so good to me at the beginning of our relationship. You use you say sweet dreams andOLIVE JUICE! But that was the past, now you’re just shady as fuck. You know I use to care for you so much. I still do actually. All I ever did was love you. Well, not love because love is a strong word, but lets put it this way. If loving you was golfing: I play golf. I eat golf. I sleep golf. I DREAM GOLF. My mom get mad at me ALL I DO IS GOLF! Every time I went to go buy something 99% of the time it was for you. My mom would be like oh, buying something for Angeline again? I don’t know how I’m gonna deal with this. When my parents ask, they’re probably gonna give me a big speech on break ups. You know I just wanted you to be happy. All that stuff I did for you, write you letters and buy you cute gifts. I always thought you were the girl that was right for me, I thought you were gonna be the one running around at the beach with me. I thought you were going to be the one I was gonna go to Prom with, but I guess not. All I asked for was some love in return, but I guess you were too busy caring about your friends. I get it, you like to spend time with friends and so do I, but you have balance it out. Every time I go somewhere I would invite you. Anywhere, whether it was with my family or friends that you don’t even know, I just wanted to spend time with you, but you? You don’t invite me to shit. I actually have to invite my self most of the time. Whenever I wanted to go out with you or just kick it, you’d always be busy or something. And than, not only that, but I see you hanging with friends and stuff, like you do it all the time. How’s this: Since you’re not busy that day, why don’t you try to hang out with me, instead of them. I just want to know that you want to spend time with me, but from the looks of it I guess you don’t. You made me happy. Notice how itsmade not make. I was trying to make you happy, but I guess you didn’t want happiness from me. You always want it from your friends huh. I guess, after a while you’ll see I was the right one. I gave you what no other guy would give you. Ask anyone I cared waaay to much for you. More than a regular guy would. Cause all guys are assholes. But I guess you want to be with an asshole and get your heart broken rather than have me right? Idk, maybe just me. Maybe I just want to spend time with you all the time. Maybe I just want you to be next to my side, so we can cuddle. Maybe I wanted to spend my teenage years with you. I guess you didn’t want the same. I always felt like the girl in this relationship. You know girls wish their man had more time for them. Girls wish their man started the conversation. Girls wish guys would say cute things to them. Girls wish that their man would text back. Girls wish that their man wouldn’t be shady as fuck. When I make you 1st priority, you make like like 3rd or 4th. I thought we were a couple. But I guess you don’t want that. There was this theory I had a while back. I was thinking, either you’re really shady and you don’t give a fuck about me and all this bad stuff you do to me is a coincidence, OR you were planning this all along and you wanted to break up with me. I had really good evidence too, and everything adds up. Why? why would you even do that. Why would you make me me go through all this pain, instead of breaking up with me while it’s not that bad. I just really cared for you. Idk why I was still with you when you were treating me like shit. Funny thing is, you were sad too. Why the FUCK would you be sad. ALL I ASK FOR IS SOME LOVE BACK. IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR? how about this, instead of being sad, show me some love and than we can be a happy couple. Oh wait. You don’t want to be a couple, I almost forgot! Other than torturing me like that. WHY ME?! I’m such a good boyfriend, I mean if you did it to an asshole I understand, but I treat you well. I treat you with respect I treat you like a queen. You know when something is so fucking messed up that it’s funny how it happened to you? So, when our relationship is already bad, you’re torturing me by making it worse? OH, that’ll help, and how will it give you satisfaction? We’re both sad on this situation. You’re just…. I can’t even explain. You know I really try to be there for you. I try to help you when you want to cut or I try to make you happy when you’re sad. Boyfriends are suppose to do that right? Well I guess not for you, because whenever I’m there for you, you want someone else. You never mention me when you’re talking about your future or anything. You’re different. TOO different. One day you’ll see. One day a boy you really like will treat you like how you treated me. You’ll write him letters and you’ll give him cute gifts and he’ll STILL be an asshole to you. You’ll wait for him to change and try to make him see that you’re doing all you can, but he’ll STILL be an asshole. You’ll ask yourself: I do all this stuff for him, how can he do this to me. One day you’ll miss my clingyness and my bitchyness. And don’t come running back to me when some guy treats you how you treated me. I don’t think it was suppose to be this bad. I don’t know what happened that made you like this, but what ever it was I’m sorry that it happened to you. I was the guy that was going to cook for you every morning and say to you: “Good morning beautiful” I don’t know what happened that made it end this way. All I know is that, you’re really fucked up. And I think you had that plan because you wanted this to happen. You wanted me to break up with you. I meant it. I meant it when I said I was never going to leave you, but you caused this, you PURPOSELY did this. So instead of you breaking my heart I think you got over me and now this is going to happen I guess. You were my first kiss, but at the same time, you were the first asshole I ever dated. Thanks for all the good times. Like 5 times? Well, how ever many times you weren’t being an asshole to me. Thanks for the good times and the the memories. It’s going to be awkward from now on, but it’s probably whatever to you, because you planned this and now you’re ready to break up. Thanks for treating me like this. I learned my lesson. I guess I was too nice? I guess I sent too much cute letters and gifts? I guess I gave you too much hugs and kisses? I don’t know what happened between us, but I treated you like no other guy would have. In a good way o-o, you were just too blind to see and now all I have left is memories of you. And by you I mean:

You’re really fucked up.

Why should I be sad? I gave you my all. I’m over you, or at least I hope I am. I should be a happy person because I deserve it. I was going to be by the one by your side when everyone left. Have fun with your friends.