Dear... whoever. I don't care anymore.

You made me sound like a complete scumbag. No, I NEVER BEGGED you for sex, but thanks for making her think that. You threw me under the bus by telling her without telling me... she was mad at me for DAYS, thank you very little.

So yeah, I was obviously pissed at you last night. I was trying really hard not to cry because I pretty much found out you aren't the guy you said you were. Apparently you have a f***buddy relationship with some girl YOU DON'T EVEN LIKE (forgive me, there's no better way of putting it...) and you had been with her three days ago. That's pretty damn pathetic if you ask me. If you try, you can get yourself a decent girl, but you're not doing a whole lot to make yourself look good right now.

We talked tonight. Things are okay between us. I can't do this with you anymore, especially with the aforementioned "buddy" you have. I can't trust you or who you've been with, so as for us? We're through.

I love you, and I really care about you. I hope you start manning up and taking care of yourself. You deserve to be happy as much as anyone else, but this isn't the way to do it. Somethings going to go terribly wrong (i.e. your "buddy" getting pissed off at you and telling everyone she knows... it's coming, I know it is...) and you're going to go back to being the depressed, solitary, independent person you were a couple months ago. I don't want that. I love seeing you happy.

Please start making good decisions. I love you and I don't want to see you get hurt again.

Loves, Meg.

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Kate-

I don't even know what to say to you. You blew up at me AGAIN for some minor crap. Then you turn it around and make it a "poor Kate" pity party. I'm not falling for your stupid sh*t anymore. I'm done not having a backbone with you. You don't control me. No one does. I'm not bending to your rules anymore. I'm done trying to make YOU happy and basing my decisions off of what YOU would approve of.

THIS IS MY LIFE. I DESERVE to be happy once and a while, don't I? You need some serious anger management. You make it painful for me to even be around you. Take that as a hint.

Trying to love you,
Meg.