Look I’ll say it again honey
If you as a woman, knew me at some point and you think or question if I like you at any time, even if I knew you in primary school, if you think I liked you and you are thinking about me today, it’s a safe bet I miss you and think about you often, in a good way, and will for the the rest of my life. I love you. It’s like The Beatles – In My Life.
Just the same, there are women out there who know. They damn well know they are not in my heart in a good way, and it’s their own stupid fault. In some cases it was unbelievably brutal the range of hurt being put on me at any given time And for how long. It was unbelievable. I never imagined. Someone is responsible for that. I would like to think that person looks at it now and goes “what the f*** have I done?” I don’t know, sometimes people are brutal in what they believe is love. They want to kick your a** with the hardest s*** they could ever hit you with and seem to think “Well, we can fix it. ” it’s like that s***** Pink song Please Don’t Leave me. I always hated that song. That’s not my type of woman. That’s fine, everyone is different, some guys like that. Some women would do some of the s*** I saw, thinking “it will make him jealous and he will want you more and try and all that” but they don’t seem to realize they hit a guy with a sledge hammer 3 times a day for 10 years and he’s dead. To those women, I tried, I learned, I’m definitely stronger, but I never want to feel your presence again. Ever again. F*** off with the forgiveness. You don’t want forgiveness. Who really gives a s*** about forgiveness? Screw you.
