Where to even fucking start? Thank you, I cant even go 10 fucking minutes without thinking about you. Thats how fucked up I am. How much can I say ? and thank you for? I mean you cheated on me 2 years ago, thanks for dragging out everything and wasting my time and money. Im 32 and tomorrow your birthday I will be half way to 33, and still stuck on you. You have no idea what you put me through. And you haven’t had a day where you didn’t have somebody to fuck, to spend time with. let me just ramble about how fucked up this is. Its awesome to start an professional job and then this shit happen, really has set me back with the people i work with and the things i was suppose to learn by now. I still am zombie like at work. its hard to get through the fucking day without going to the bathroom and breaking down in the stall. It also suck that now, everyday. I do think about and wish I was dead. like really. It really doesn’t matter to me anymore. if somebody came up and shot me in the head then that is fine. I have no will to live so you took that from me, So career and will to live are gone here. I was never Mr. social but I could make friends, but not now. Who wants to be friends with the person i turned into. How about trust, nope i dont have that. I constantly question all your fucking lies and manipulation. I ask my self what the fuck was really going on. who the fuck you really were. It makes me sick to think about what we had not that long ago, a fucking family. And it was thrown away without warning. To be treated like you treat me, one day to the next, im the greatest guy to youre back to fucking a guy that was volatile... because he changed.. FUCK you. You have the emotional intelligence of a 6 year old, but fuck like a pornstar. you make me sick. Sometimes instead of killing myself, i think about killing you. what the fuck would it matter. You turned me into this. All i ever wanted was to take care of you, and i was doing a good job. you fucked it up, but im the one who has to pay. And its not something i just get over and move on with the next girl. it aint that fucking easy for me, because i was actually in love with you. I invested my life into you. how can i just turn around and do that with someone else, i spent years trying to find you. But you arent even fucking you! you were a fucking shape shifter. you fucking turn into whatever that guy wants. I mean look at you 44 facebook friends in 8 weeks. you didnt lose shit. you said that you lost me, my family, my friends, blah blah blah... you didnt skip a fucking beat. sucking dick every week just the same. I fucking hate you, what you are, you fucking pieces of shit. just fucking kill yourself, you fucking insect punk. this is what you wanted, you wanted me to hate you. obviously, or you wouldnt have put me through this. fucked other guys while i payed your bills and told you i loved you. you are fucking trash, and you need to feel hurt. but you are too pretty for that, guys will do whatever to save you. so they can fuck you in your loose ass. fuck you i wanna fucking punch you in the face until it caves in. i want to light you on fire and ruin your looks, so you have to actually do something. fuck you so god damn much. thank you for making me hate myself for wanting the things I want. Fuck you for making me love you! fuck you for making me crazy! fuck you and your love for someone else. Fuck you Fuck you I was nothing to you. I was nothing. I am nothing. Fuck you.
