He was the fire, restless and wild, and you were like a moth to that flame.

I get it. You're pissy because when you said "Well, even though you've nearly destroyed everything you've worked for for seven years all for me, I've gotten what I needed out of this, so....bye!" I didn't say, "Oh, ok, that's cool. Do you need anything else? Like a kidney or a lung?"
I understand. It drives you crazy that when you hang all over him, I don't care. Cause guess what?
Anyone as immature as you so obviously are is NOT worth my time.
You know, I'm starting to think maybe it WAS your fault last spring. And maybe YOU'RE the one that's been perpetuating your OWN drama. So, Andrea, I owe you an apology for thinking it was all your fault and that YOU were the only one creating the situation.

But I'm so over you. I know you expected me to beg you to take me back, but, sorry. I don't care.

You're an awesome person, and I seriously hope that someone someday breaks you of this habit of being afraid of being happy. Because then you'll realize that happy is a lot more fun than miserable.

I'm gonna go be happy, kay?