I hate you and Sam. You both screwed me over. But especially you. I drove by your house today and I thought about all the times we hung out and I wish I could erase them from my memory But somehow through all the hate I think about how there was just this boy who I knew who loved me But at the end of the day he hurt me more than anyone and he knows he did you can’t turn around and say all these things about me when the day before you were begging to say in my life but now I’m growing as a person and you don’t get to say that you miss me and you don’t get to say anything to me because you know full well that I will always be better than you and I’m not meaning to sound braggittious But it’s true you’re a deadbeat loser