see how easy it is to play the tragic princess. you write and rant your heart out with caustic words on flickering screens.

you type, you wait and you bait. you play the bleeding rejected lover again and again. you then proceed to reap and harvest all those words of consolation for you from your legion of friends and fans.

parasite. you feed off it like a crack addict. and you proceed to paint me with spite, as the picture perfect asshole.

enough is enough.

i may have never been the perfect partner in the past but lest you forget, you hypocritical serpent…  you done your fair share of damage to the relationship as well.

or have you already conveniently forgotten that you fucking cheated on me too?

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