They have someone better. I really did think that they loved they me, but it wasn't true I guess. I don't blame them. Its ok. Its fine. They have someone so much better. Someone prettier, kinder, funnier, healthier, less scared, sociable, I understand completely. Its ok. I don't mind. I really do hope they come around, but they won't. They don't love me. Why can't I accept that? They never actually felt that way. How dumb of me to think someone could actually love someone as gross as me. Im ugly, scared, distant, unhealthy, covered in scars, gross, dumb, terrified of intimacy, mentally unstable, suicidal, I don't blame them. I really dont. I just wish it was real though. Maybe it was. But they realized how flawed I was, and left. Ill be ok though. Probably not, but I have to pretend that im ok, or not. Its not like anyone would actually notice if I wasnt.