I can’t wait to hurt you more than you hurt me. I love stringing you along, knowing that all the talk of me and you with a future is utter b*******.
Why the hell would I want a life with a loser like you?!
You made your choice last year when you stuck your d*** in that fat pig. I feel insulted, she wasn’t even nice! You didn’t care, you just saw a leg over and you’re clearly not fussy. You blamed me, said you felt neglected.
I should have walked away then, but I knew this was a way of having control over you now. I know you’ve done other s***, still probably do. But I don’t care any more.
You see me, my house, my car, my money….think you’ve hit the jackpot. I’ll let you keep thinking that. I’m going to waste your time for as long as possible. I’ve noticed you’re letting yourself go. You’re getting fat from lockdown, spending your time sat in front of the computer, wasting your money on takeouts and games. Your hair is a mess, you see showering as an achievement. Who the hells going to want your skanky azz? Probably the same skanks on your phone. You know, the ones who get pregnant within 2 months of meeting someone. The ones who get engaged after 3 weeks. They’re your level.
After all, you already have a crotch spawn from one of those. Spends more time palming your kid off onto others than caring for her. No wonder she’s Satan, being raised by two people who haven’t got a clue and couldn’t care less! I don’t want the responsibility of that, or of your unhinged ex dumping her off because she “can’t cope”, or picking her up because she’s so drunk she can’t stand up.
Good luck finding another girl who will put up with her s***, phoning every 5 minutes because she wants to kick off about a kid who’s evil because she’s clearly being screamed at when she’s at home. That kid has issues because of how she’s treated, there’s nothing wrong with her! Any child who arrives dirty, no knickers, clothes full of holes and covered in eczema is being neglected, yet you’re too blind to see that and stick up for your ex. No, she’s NOT a good mother. In fact, you’re both crap parents!
You make out you’re nice but you’re not. There’s a side to you that’s deeply unpleasant. You’re a liar. A pretender. All this to the people who love you. I’ve seen it myself. I don’t trust you with anything now.
I should have left you in the gutter with fatty. You’re well beneath me!
We had something so perfect. I loved you. Then you ruined it. You ruined everything. And I HATE you. By the time I’ve finished with you, nobody will want you. And you won’t want anyone else because I KNOW I’m under your skin now.
So here’s to the next few years of me wasting your time, you piece of sh!t.
