• 3 years ago
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Oh yes, because weed and mushrooms are totally gonna kill me. Puleasee. And What do you mean I didnt treat you right? I slept on the floor of my own f****** bedroom so you would be comfortable. I carried you around on my bad shoulder because you were just starting to have issues walking. I almost got into a bad car crash in a blizzard rushing to the ER for no damn reason, they didn’t even find anything wrong with you that night. I would have sold everything I owned to pay for your medical bills. You were like GOD DAMNED MAGIC to me. I’d cut off my damn right hand for the devil to give me a do-over. I’m sorry your skin is so thin you couldn’t deal with me having a panic attack and blowing up your phone. But you should be thanking me for getting your parents involved. You want to talk all this s*** about how much I mistreated you but thats some baby back b******* considering the f****** shitstain you were dating at the time. It takes two to make a mistake sweety, neither of us were innocent, neither of us were thinking straight. You definitely weren’t shy about how much you were into me, even if you lied to your parents face about it and got called out on it. YOu know, if I was gonna obsess for 6 years over someone I only hung out with for 3 months, I probably shoulda picked someone more intelligent and compassionate. At least now I’m beginning to understand why your father told me he liked me and was worried about me when he gave me that warning. Begone Harpy. How much horrible awful s*** do I have to say to get you to get the f*** out, leave me the f*** alone, and never look back. You want to tell me that I’m no good for you, like I dont f****** already know it. WHY YOU THINK I CHASED YOU OFF IN THE FIRST PLACE?! Why are you wasting your time f****** with me when you should be mourning her anniversary. Please, just go the f*** away, and never come within 500 feet of me or Ill speed dial by new buddy at the police station to reverse uno your a**. It’s nice knowing exactly what I can and cant get away with. I can push back all I want on here and talk all the s*** I want as long as no names or personally identifiable information about you is used. I can identify myself all I want. Why would you come here to rub salt in my wounds after not talking to me for years, after I specifically told some other crazy b**** that you WERENT HERE, and expect anything other than to be utterly lambasted. You should be careful about rolling in the mud with the wolves my dear, you’re liable to get fleas yourself. I could write 20 thousand words about my love and hatred for you. Even now you serve as my muse, albeit in an un-preffered capacity. You are nothing but a delicate petunia, do not attempt to lower yourself to the station of a scoundrel.

Let me put in simple terms even you can understand.

DAMN B****, WHY YOU SO MAD YOU GOT HATERS. IF SOME SUCKAS AINT MAD AT YOU, YOU DOING SOMETHING WRONG. WHY YOU READING MY S*** TALKING WHEN YOU GOT AN ARMY OF PEOPLE READY AND WILLING TO BLOW SMOKE UP YOUR A** AT A MOMENTS NOTICE? ARE YOU LONELY BECAUSE NONE OF THEM UNDERSTAND YOU ON A DEEPER LEVEL? ARE YOU INTELECTUALLY LONELY? ARE MOST OF THE PEOPLE YOU INTERACT WITH ON A DAILY BASIS FAKER THAN YOUR HAIR COLOR? Do any of these people care about you beyond their social media brownie points they get for being super progressive and inclusive but not actually doing A GOD DAMNED THING to help disabled people? AINT THAT A B****! Well, their calming mantra isn’t the one you got tattoed on your arm is it? The fact youre still interacting with me means on some small level, you’re not over it either. YOu know DEEP INSIDE that if we had met in a different place, a different time, there would have been F****** FIREWORKS, AND NOW TOO MUCH B******* HAS HAPPENED FOR US TO EVER BE OK, AND YOURE JUST AS MAD ABOUT IT AS I AM.

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