It's Life.

.we don’t talk we don’t text we don’t hang out. Your Mom hates me. i understand she can’t drive but she for your birthday she wants to take you clubbing? And she can drive then? But not for a few fucking minutes with your family? Yeah. She’ll give you drinks. You’ll get drunk. Crazy. Who knows how you are when you’re crazy. You’ll do anybody. Please! You made out with Cassie! If i wasn’t there who knows how many guys you would’ve kissed! You grinded with 3 other guys in front of me. seriously really? Your mom let’s you go clubbing with another guy cuz he’s your ride but when i fucking offer you to go to the pier with me as your ride she says no? When i invite you to the movies for an hour to spend with your fucking boyfriend she says no? But the next day you can spend the whole night partying with Adolfo and your coworkers right? Fuck that shit. I’m never inviting you anywhere. You always ditch me. you never spend time with me anymore. You’re always either with friends or whatever. And when you’re with them you completely ignore me. Don’t text me for hours unless i text you. You’re 18 you’re going to parties. you have older friends. And me? What about me? Nothing. go have fun. I don’t give a fuck what you do with who you do it with. Stop hiding things from me. stop lying to me. Stop hurting me. don’t text me. I thought we had something real. No. We don’t. Not anymore. Everything’s falling apart.