I hate my boyfriend’s ex wife of 7 years — in fact, hate is probably an understatement. I wish she’d destroys herself, and even more so, I wish she would disappear. She puts on a facade of being the perfect princess, while the devil himself posses her oh-so-perfect petite body. I wish her bitter truth could be seen to everyone. I wish everyone would despise her along with me.

I was aware of my boyfriend’s past when I decided to be with him, and I love him with all my heart. I had no problems whatsoever with him being in touch with his ex, and I myself respected her. However, as time passed, I came to learn that she had a hatred stronger than tornadoes and hurricanes towards me. She had no respect for anyone and looked down to everyone. She disrespects, insults and yells at my boyfriend at every chance she gets and sometimes have her gangster boyfriend threaten him. And that’s not it. She is often unsatisfied by that alone. She insults me as well. I am not pretty or as desirable as her. But I don’t need her to yell those at me and my boyfriend.

Despite all this, I hate how the whole world kisses her feet and makes her feel like the queen she wants to be. I hate how nobody sees what she really is. I hate that she has the few friends she has. Sigh.