The Bubble Will Burst.

"He's half in love with Elizabeth, and he's half in love with you."

You're the reason I will assume every man I meet is a wanker before actually giving him the chance to prove me wrong. You could never just tell it to me straight, you were constantly lying. I know you think I'm too dumb to realise that it was all a charade... But remember how you would always tell me how smart I am? I'm starting to believe it, more than you'll ever know.

It's your fault I can't see past anyone elses niceness. You were always nice to me, and I realise now that it was all just a clever little plan. You're not evil, I know that, it probably makes sense to you but it seems like madness to me. You broke me down. I hope you're happy with what you achieved. I'll forever see a polite gesture as a ploy to hurt me. Thanks alot.

But guess what; I know lots of people. I know people that don't see me as a potention target, a posibility to be hurt. They're nice guys.

Atleast I can say I'm still friends with all my ex's. I can say "let's stay friends" and mean it. How can you live with yourself knowing that the girl you're with right now, who actually worships the ground you walk on (I don't know why), will one day hate you? 'Cause she will. My ex's like me. I can talk to them.

I am stronger, because of you but no thanks will go to you. I may be stronger now and that might be excellent... but I am also terrifying. I can tell almost all guys I aproach see me as this man hating she-devil, because that's what you've made me. Well done.