Ben and I are not in love. He cheated on me with my friend and lied about it for a month.

I've never felt so used in all my life.

He is incredibly awful. Liar. Liarliarliar. I feel sick inside. I found out over a week ago and I still can't get over it.

But I will. I'll stop being sad but I'll carry it with me, a chip on my fucking shoulder, forever.

I can't believe this. I still can't. I feel

sick

inside.

And I wish I was dead more than ever. God. What the fuck.

This whole world makes me want to crawl under a very large rock, not to hide but in an effort to slowly crush myself to death. I'm sick and tired of everything, everyone.

No... that's not true. Matt is always, always there for me. If I didn't know better...
but I do. I know better.

AND I'LL GET OVER YOU
YOU'LL WONDER
WHO I AM...

Someone kill me.