Yes. I liked for you for a very very long time. But, you always treated me like shit and everyone always told me to get over you. I finally have. Then, you text me asking me on a date in the holidays? Saying you’re sorry for everything and that you always come back to me and you’ve realised you really like me, saying we should just give it a go? For some stupid reason you think I still like you because we’re still friends. I value your friendship, but nothing more. I. Don’t. Like. You. Now. You were too late. I was asked on a date on friday by someone hotter, nicer and better dressed. And you’re trying to ask who it is, saying you’re not angry with me or them. I don’t care if you are, I’m not your property. Go away. 

I went out on my date monday and I had such a good time, he wasn’t grumpy or critical like you and it just made me realise how much time I wasted. I have a good feeling about this, life is finally falling into place. Yeaaaa bb I can’t wait.