Saturday, October 9, 2010

F u c k you and the horse you rode in on. I'm angry.

I did NOT wander into your life like most of your fucks. You asked me, for all intents and purposes, to consider moving here. That does not entail wandering into your life. I have put up with so much shit from you, so much mistreatment, just because you felt you could dish it because of the money I owe you. A slave does not deserve the type of shit you dished.

I don't even know where to start. But I know I'm upset, and I know that I am angry. "I never label anything." WHAT THE FUCK EVER. You were the one who introduced me to Todd Kubo as your girlfriend. Remember that? No, because you have a penis and that is supposed to make you think stupid. The weekend of BrickCon. Something I helped you with, supported you with, does that mean nothing to you? Apparently not. Fuck you. Goddamned asshole. I did not wander into your life. I moved ACROSS THE GODDAMNED COUNTRY WHEN MY PARENTS WERE IN THE TWILIGHT YEARS OF THEIR LIFE, you asshole. I should have been there for them, to help care for them as they cared for me all those years, but no. I moved across the country to be with you, whether you want to fucking admit that or not, and here's what happened. You called me your girlfriend. You acted like I was your girlfriend. I was the person who introduced you to the world of polyarmory but I don't even think you understand what it means. You do NOT have integrity in my eyes any longer. It's gone. You are in comparison to Alex now. I have no faith in you, no trust in you, and I can't believe you did this to me. I never expected you not to date when we weren't together. Fuck, you did that when we were dating but I knew where I stood. Now, I know we are not together. I know this. Loud and clear. No problem. But, you are bringing that goddamned cunt into my life because I keep hearing about it from other people. This is not information that I fucking seek out. It comes to me. I do not want to hear it. Period. I am fine with you being with others. I know I don't give you what you need sexually. It might help if you told me I was sexy as hell once in a while, and actually sounded like you meant it. I'm not looking for an ego boost. But, it helps to feel good about yourself once in a while. And the best way to do that is when your significant other compliments you even when they don't have to.

I'm not much of a romanticist because I don't believe there are good men on this earth anywhere. I have been so used and so hurt by so many that I wouldn't wish my black heart on the worst type of person. But I'd love a compliment once in a while, and flowers or some type of little keepsake to let me know you are thinking about me offhand other than your masturbation fantasies. Maybe I should ask you to knock that shit off too. Your fucking fantasies. Did you ever stop to think I might have some of those too? Fuck you. I goddamned hate you with all of my black heart.

Fuck you. I'm me and that's all I can be. I can't conform and change into who you want me to be, nor can anyone else. guess what? You can't abort a woman's kids when they are small children. They will always take priority over you. You are too much of an egotistical bastard to even consider someone like that. She may make SOME time for you, but you will never be a priority. Suck on that goddamned shit for a while.

I fucking hate you so much right now. I hope I can get past this. I am pretty sure I am not going to Mark and Raven's Halloween party, as I cannot deal with having cuntface in my personal space. I have no need or want to meet her. And she will not have my blessing ever.

Fuck you.

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