And I know what you were shooting for then. It’s one of 2 things. It’s spite kicking my a** for not being more proactive with getting together after walking away in the 1980’s without a word, but the thing about that is, and I remember thinking it “she doesn’t care about me, f*** her, my heart is broken, this is my way out, f*** her. I want to start somewhere else” that was that, and it was your fault too. You knew how I felt then. I was heartbroken, so f*** you, I broke your heart if you had one for me. So it’s spite because I broke your heart that you never showed, TWICE even for a good reason, I walked away both times, and you are a spiteful b****. Well yeah. And you busted my head up and let other people do it to. Congrats. You b****** won. You f****** won. I kicked some a**, but you won. Right? You go me good.

OR it was the classic. Get some attention. See if he cares and proceed to allow people to kick my brains a**, to see if I care. Which is also a bad move and of its done stupidly, by using negativity, it’s not an accurate way to test it. I care. But it’s in a really f****** angry way. Seriously pissed off. Not a joke. Very f****** angry. Not in a love way. I’ve seen it in a lot of women who try that. It’s like they all read it in a love psychology textbook like the f****** retards they are but don’t know how to use it properly. They don’t really get it. They don’t understand it. They think how angry you are means you care a lot, but in reality, like I said I would have enjoyed some bad s***. It was literally sickening. I had to stop and think about other things. No more negative energy. Sickening. If hi suspect you had something to do with that, you can’t expect me to ever be good with that s***? I am not a mindless simp.