The only reason Im writing this is because i have to write finish this story before I can fully move on to the next.
Get this straight – through all the lies, manipulation and fights, you brought out the worst in me. All there was from you was “dont do this” & “dont do that”. Listen up sucker. NO ONE OWNS ME BUT ME. You can’t dominate me. You can’t conquer me. Never has been, never will be.
You don’t have what it takes, boy.
You follow? Or do I have to spell everything out for you?
Next -
When I said we were done, we truely are. FINITO . FINISHED. LIQUIDATED.
Capice?
Third -
I want someone i can rely on. Not someone depending on me to fix his schedule or to check your fucking report on for english errors. See? This relationship has never been equal.
I have never needed you. Because I’m better than you.
And more-
I HATE STINGY MEN. Period.
Ohhhhhh let me count thee ways you have been…
STILL MORE –
I hate routines, baby. You know that. Everyone knows that. I will only believe its love when I’ll never be bored even after 2 months into the r/s. You wasted 10 fucking months of my time.
No thanks to you. And what a blind fool I have been.
RIGHT BACK TO YOU -
Cont’d from Point 4.
You said I’m materialistic? Did you? HAHAHAHAHA. If i’m a gold digger, I WOULD NEVER be with a cheapo like you. Like I said, 10 months. 10 months is my longest r/s and i got nothing in return. Did i ask you for a chanel bag? A versace dress? Oh honey. You can’t afford me. Still, I HAVE NEVER ASKED YOU TO BUY ME ANYTHING. And how dare you call me that.
The heels i walk in, i bought my own.
The bag i carry, I bought it myself.
The dress i wear, my own.
I can buy my own diamond rings, my own food and my own “materialistic” type clothes. I have only dined with you in a restaurant ONCE. Don’t make a big deal out if it. Stop harping about how Chomp chomp and Ikea is the perfect dinner you buy me.
OH AND PEOPLE, you know about my holidays, dining and entertaiment? None of them was with him, btw. I paid for it myself BUT he made me blog as if I was with him. That only he can afford it. I still have 1 month worth of photos btw.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPS! OH NO! The cat is out of the bag. Tsk tsk tsk. That is what you get for calling me materialistic, BITCH. Don’t blame me honey. The truth is all there is.
ITS NOT OVER YET! -
I have never needed a man. I did wanted you, i admit. But when I did not even CRAVE for you anymore, there is nothing left. No passion. No ecstasy.
I want a jungle set on fire. Not a one-second spark.
ALSO -
You can go ahead spreading rumours about me. She did this & he did that. Well i don’t give a rat’s ass. So you can go spread that.
LAST BUT NOT LEAST -
You forced me to do this. Before what you did today, I was civil. You got your many many chances. This niceties are now gone. So 2 words for you – FUCK OFF!
AND HERE IS ONE MORE THING TO PISS YOU OFF -
Heehee. I’m happy without you in my life. I have fun with my girlfriends wherever I go. I don’t feel a weight on my shoulder like the past. I’m relieved we broke up, really. You should be too. Since the gold digger is GONE GONE GONE from your life. Heehee =)
See. I told you not to piss me off. You never hear me. But its too bad i have bigger balls than you. But don’t worry! Not a lot of people read my blog. I can publicise it if you want!
Also, I’m moving blog – where not a single post is about you.
