Deuces.

I slept on it, and now I'll write my closing remarks. I won't make this long because I don't think at this point you deserve too much of my time. Let me make this clear, everything was just a long time coming. It wasn't just about this one incident, and there's no point in debating who's right or who's wrong. I did this for me and myself alone. I was tired of being your doormat and letting you walk all over me. Having baggage is no excuse for how you made me feel terrible about myself all summer. You have your issues and maybe I wasn't prepared for what I got myself into but I know I deserved better. And all those times you said you were sorry and I wanted so badly to forgive you? I didn't. I never did and maybe I never will. You can live with that.

In my mind, I have this image of the girl I believed you were. The truth is, you haven't been that person for a long time now. You know how I treated you, and you know how you returned the favour. I really wanted to be mature about everything and attempt to be friends but you know what? I couldn't handle it. That's the truth, and at least I'm honest with everyone else and with myself. For once, it's about my feelings and not yours. Nobody wants drama, but buddy, it takes two to tango. So don't even go and play the victim card. You're not the only one.

In the end, she was right when she said that everything was either your way or the highway. So I guess I'm driving away from your selfish ass and never looking back. You don't want to be with me for whatever messed up logic you have? That's cool. I know I can, and will, do better than someone like you. Go find another guy to marry you in ten years.

PEACE.