The Audacity, I Swear
Dear S,
Part of me can't believe you really think I'd want to be intimate with you after you've pretty well ignored me for a week for your barely legal, absolute piece of shit of a human being side-bitch. Part of me is disgusted yet not at all surprised that you thought it was okay to try to put your hands all over me last night despite ignoring me for a week plus me flat telling you I didn't feel well. I hate that for the foreseeable future I have to continue to deal with you and your ever-worsening bullshit, but when the time comes...I'm going to relish you whining about how you never saw me leaving coming. And I'm going to relish watching your life fall to complete and utter shit without me.
Part of me can't believe you really think I'd want to be intimate with you after you've pretty well ignored me for a week for your barely legal, absolute piece of shit of a human being side-bitch. Part of me is disgusted yet not at all surprised that you thought it was okay to try to put your hands all over me last night despite ignoring me for a week plus me flat telling you I didn't feel well. I hate that for the foreseeable future I have to continue to deal with you and your ever-worsening bullshit, but when the time comes...I'm going to relish you whining about how you never saw me leaving coming. And I'm going to relish watching your life fall to complete and utter shit without me.