Keo's latest drama.

[keo]

(Keep in mind that I posted this on another site first, just moving it. Curse is my recently ex-boyfriend and Emma is my recently ex-best friend.)

You all know that Curse dumped me on my ass about a week or so ago, yeah? Heh. The best thing I thought had ever happened to me is gone in one conversation. A relationship I'd built up around myself for months torn down in a few minutes.

Bullshit.

And to make it worse? He left me for my best friend... oops, I mean ex-best friend. I found out about it three days after we broke up. Three days. That's it. Emma IMed me and said they were dating. I'm pleased that she told me first rather than let me find out after everyone else, but it's the oldest cliche in the book that best friends don't steal each other's boyfriends.

Yeah, I did say I didn't care, but Emma, sweetie, if you even gave a flying fuck you would have asked me if I MINDED you dating my ex, not just saying "Oh we're dating". And if you cared, you wouldn't have dated him regardless of whether I said I minded or not.

"Keo, where did your half of our art trade go?" I burned it. Outside. I stuck it in an empty plant pot and took a lighter to it. It's scattered, now. Nothing but ash. Go ahead and do the same with your picture, I don't give a shit any more.

Curse. Where do I begin. I spilled my guts to you, told you everything, yet you still stab me in the back just like everyone else. You're just another heartless asshole who doesn't give a shit who he hurts as long as he's happy in the end.

But you know, I'm not hurt because I got dumped. Not hurt because I loved you. I'm hurt because two of the people that were among those I trusted the most turned around and stabbed me in the back. For what? A relationship that won't work.

Face it kids. Online relationships never work out. Never. If you think you're gonna last forever, don't say I didn't warn you. I thought me and Curse would last longer than a couple months. I was banking on at least a year or two, and I was naive. If either of you believe even slightly as strongly as I believed that, well. I'll sit on the sidelines with a bowl of popcorn as it all goes up in smoke. And I'll smile.

Am I being harsh? Am I being a bitch? Fuck yeah, I am. And I don't give a shit. Hate me all you want when you're done reading this, but you'll never know how much hate I have for both of you. There are only so many times a puppy can get kicked before it starts to bite.

"Don't worry, you'll find someone better." I don't want to. The only place that gets me is even more hurt. To hell with relationships, at least for now. Even though there isn't anyone to hold you when you're single, at least you can't get hurt.

I'm done crying. You two don't deserve my tears. You two aren't worth my time, either, so why am I sitting here typing all this? Because I fucking can, and it's not like you care. If you cared, I wouldn't be busy trying to stitch up another wound in my heart.

Listening to: Damned If I Do Ya(Damned if I Don't) by All Time Low // Servant of Evil // When It Comes To Love by Foreigner
Mood: Pissed off/Sad/Hurt

xoxo
KEO

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