To the most awful person I’ve ever met:
Before I begin, I hope I only have to vent like this one more time. I hope all of my lingering negative energy from you dissipates as it should have years ago, & I hope I never have any contact with you ever again.
You LOVE playing the pity party game. You relish in it. You don’t even care about what actually happened to you, you just use it to get what you want out of people online, like you always have.
I didn’t need to stay with you. I didn’t even want to. I was there for 2 weeks, in a mutually beneficial system. In that interim, the environment was not safe for me to be in. I shouldn’t have been there. You didn’t “open your home to me”. You used me for my vehicle, & then turned around & called me a druggie, like you always have. Let me tell you something; if three (3) separate people, after living with you, start to call you fake or two-faced, maybe it’s not them. But I’m sure you’ve never thought about that. You’ve actually never once in your life thought about anyone but yourself. It’s more evident now than ever.
I really tried to cultivate a friendship with you. I forgave you several times for what you’ve done to me in the past, because I figured that an adult human was capable introspection. I guess I was wrong when it came to you.
All of the time I was bedridden at my mother’s? No visit from anyone. My 21st birthday? No one was there. In the 11 months I’ve been in this apartment? No offer to see me. How dare you attempt to be my friend. My lowest wasn’t when I was living with you, & far from it. I consider it to be one of my least-stressful times, mentally. No thanks to you. Instead of visiting, you decided to keep tabs on me, especially when I would give up my time to visit you. As soon as you knew very little information, you ran with it, & not only screwed me over again with the help of the little boy you’re with, but you screwed over someone who had nothing else for you to take. You smell like you act.
I don’t have much social media anymore. I think it breeds that same toxic behavior, personally, but it also means that you know you can get away with “shading”-- oh, or was it “blasting” - me on the sites I don’t have. Even when you confronted me, & I responded in kind, you became even more hypocritical.
You have never done a single ounce of true introspection in your life. Being fake is only okay when you do it. You have not changed, or grown. Your vibrations are low. You are an ugly person.
Never speak to me again.
