to someone i wish i could meet.

raleigh;

rob loved you. he loved you a whole lot. you pretty much screwed up his life for a hot sec. and now the two of you are friends. you have no idea how much that pisses me off. maybe i'm jealous, that's definitely part of it. but still. what makes you so wonderful that you can fuck him over and then be bffs all of a sudden? i hate you and i don't even know you. maybe i want to meet you so that i feel justified in hating you. i don't care. i want to meet you to see what it is that i need to do to be perfect, so he won't leave me. if i'm prettier and skinnier and smarter and more fun than you then he has to love  me and never leave me right? then again if that logic held then he wouldn't talk to other girls, right?
maybe this isn't about you even. but i'd still like to meet you. just to see all the things that i'm not.

becky.