And I'm still here, still ticked off and still broken. I can't believe you, of all people, you put me in that position. The one person who knew me better than anyone used every bit of it against me. I don't think you'll ever understand what you put me through. You'll never truly understand the pain I'm still in. The 8th is the hardest day of my life for a reason: Because of what you did. Happy ****ing birthday to me, right? Screw you.

**** me, for believing you cared, right?