I’m tired of you being a cumguzzling dickhead to me. It’s not my fault that it disturbs the quality of your life if I’m happy. I pray every day for you to be happy too. I really do. I love you just as I love other human beings and I will always hope you get what I think every human deserves even if inside I know you don’t deserve even the very baseline amount of human comfort. I’m glad I’m getting my justice, but in my pathetic existence, I’m almost sad it’s at your expense, even though you were the perpetrator. It’s pretty bad if I’m being the more mature person, you should know that. And it’s pretty bad as well that I probably wouldn’t be this calm or cool or collected about the whole ordeal (and I’m still freaking out hard, mind you) if ever I went more than a couple hours before getting tired all over again of my mind unaltered.
Señor, te quiero, y te extraño. Lo siento que siempre estoy en los nubes, lo siento por usar las drogas, y lo siento que no estoy enamorada contigo ahora. Lo siento por estar feliz con alguien hermoso y él no puede ser tú. Lo siento, pero no lo siento. Mi felicidad está en mis manos y no te daré otra vez. Nunca puede tenerla. No la mereces. Lo siento, y no lo siento, porque te odio, y eres un CUNT.
Bilingual passive aggressive post 2k12 :(
