[fifteen]
[Do you mind if I come over early? ♥]
[On the off-chance that you see this before you see me this weekend, there's something really, really important that we need to discuss.]
[I foresee a movie night in our near future. When's a good night for you?]
[I saw it coming but it still felt like taking shrapnel in the chest. I'm tired. I'm tired of it all. I'm sick of being used. You know what, Marui Bunta? Fuck you. Fuck you and your desires. Your wants. Your needs. We don't always get what we want in this life or any other and it's high time you learned that you're no better than the rest of us. You're not the boss of me and you will never be the boss of me. I'll break before I bend to the likes of you.
It hurts, being cast aside like yesterday's trash. It hurts having those precious memories trampled on.
I loved you. I would've given you everything you've ever wanted. Barring that, I would've been your sister, your family, until you drew your last breath. I would've supported you regardless of my place in your life and let you shine as you truly are but those days are over now. You have no place here - not in my world, not in my heart.
I want to be angry. I want to wish you every bit of the misery you've given me these past months with your mixed signals and your false hope. If you didn't want me in your life, you should've bypassed my journal. You should've let me go. You could've had the common decency to let me know when you had.
Looks like you got what you wanted after all. You are dead to me, Marui Bunta. Your existence will trouble me no more.]