Life’s a bitch
I am so impossibly mad with you right now. The way that I want life to kick your ass I normally wouldn’t wish on anyone. I want you to fuck her, get her pregnant, choose to keep the child and then have her deliver a stillborn. I hope you guys decide to get stupid while on base together and have her lose her summer commission and you too for that fact. I hope she has an STI and you catch it from her. I hope she breaks your heart. I want your life to fall apart in front of me while I sit back and watch you burn. That is how angry you’ve made me. That is how much you’ve hurt me. Not even that amount of hurt can amount to what you’ve done to me. Me, the girl who stood by you through everything. Put up with the uncertainties you had about your ex, who bought and did everything for you, who solved your problems, who held you through your nightmares, who made you breakfast in the morning. Me, the girl who loved you with every fibre of her being, who bent over backwards for you.
Me, the girl who you left after she received unwanted physical attention from another guy and was on the rocks from that.
Me, the girl you left while she was pregnant.
Me the girl who ended up miscarrying and was a fucking wreck from it while you were just peachy.
I hope she breaks your heart and hurts you just as much as you hurt me.