Filled with bileful hate.
Brief back story if you don't know. I dated guy. Guy and I, very in love. I moved in with guy. Problems arose. I broke up with guy. Some of my stuff, still at guy's place, as we broke up only a few weeks ago. Today.
He calls me. I say hey, I have fucked-up foot, can't move shit. He says, "Too bad, if it's not gone by end of month, I give shit to charity." I say, "No, seriously, I can't walk, it'll be at least a month before I can even carry my own weight." He says, "You're taking advantage of me." I tell him I will NOT be talking about this right now, as I'm trying to drive, and oh yeah, fuck you. I hang up.
Yeah, right, asshole, I destroyed the ligaments in my foot and ankle just to bother you. Matter of fact, I did it so that I could "get out of" getting my things, which I want. Fuck you, fuck your fucked up attitude, and you can go straight to hell. I'm glad I broke up with you before I had to find out how much personality and kindness you don't have, you little shit. If it wasn't illegal, I would light you on fire, putting it out only at the last possible survivable moment so that you can experience life with no skin. You know full well how much my life sucks right now, you did NOT need to throw this on top of it all. Again, fuck you. I can't say that often or loudly enough.
To my readers, I apologize for being ineloquent today. I'm too angry to have creative invective.
He calls me. I say hey, I have fucked-up foot, can't move shit. He says, "Too bad, if it's not gone by end of month, I give shit to charity." I say, "No, seriously, I can't walk, it'll be at least a month before I can even carry my own weight." He says, "You're taking advantage of me." I tell him I will NOT be talking about this right now, as I'm trying to drive, and oh yeah, fuck you. I hang up.
Yeah, right, asshole, I destroyed the ligaments in my foot and ankle just to bother you. Matter of fact, I did it so that I could "get out of" getting my things, which I want. Fuck you, fuck your fucked up attitude, and you can go straight to hell. I'm glad I broke up with you before I had to find out how much personality and kindness you don't have, you little shit. If it wasn't illegal, I would light you on fire, putting it out only at the last possible survivable moment so that you can experience life with no skin. You know full well how much my life sucks right now, you did NOT need to throw this on top of it all. Again, fuck you. I can't say that often or loudly enough.
To my readers, I apologize for being ineloquent today. I'm too angry to have creative invective.