Don’t make promises you don’t intend to keep. F*** you for selling me a lie. F*** you for sitting there and allowing me to upend not just my life but my child’s too when you knew you were never going to follow through. Who the f*** does that? You are sick in the head. I seriously wish you would die. I hope someone takes you out, or better yet, I hope you suffer a loss so great that it rips your soul to shreds so badly that you sink into a complete darkness thats so bleak that you think the only way out is to put a bullet in your brain. I’ll gladly give you one of mine.