So. First, your best friend tells me that you're a player and that you'll play me.
Thennnn, he tells me the opposite.
And I believe him.
Then, he breaks up with my boyfriend behind my back and doesn't let me take it back. Then he tells me he still likes me. Then you ask me out, and me being an oblivious fucking idiot, I say yes. Then he goes out with one of my best friends. Then he tells me you're using me, and that telling me to date you was a "test".
I miss Zach.
Fuck you.
Reach For The Stratosphere,
Lyndsey.
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