LIKE A PAWN SACRIFICED FOR A CHECKMATE/
You have officially made me a hater, and that rly scares me. I don't "hate", I don't even use that word on anyone.
I feel so... Used. Thank you, for showing me this side of humanity, full-on rearing its ugly head. In the future I will know better, in the future I will take (more) care to be less gullible. In the future - no, wait, there will be no future between you and I. Oh, that God forbid, my heart should grow cold towards you. Yes, you, you whom I now have no respect for.
If a game was what you had in mind then might I congratulate you with most pompous show: you've won, and I concede defeat. (Nevertheless, things are never as they seem; in this case I'd like to think I've the better of the deal, and I'd also like to say nothing else but "glhf".) To describe it as a "betrayal" would do so much injustice to the situation that the lack of propriety utterly disgusts me. Did you rly have to play Judas? Congratulations, once again, are in order - here's another first we have, eh? - after finding myself beguiled by two whom I'd considered to be of such intimate importance. No matter, that you should have wielded me in that way; and no matter, that I was seduced and got lost in the web that was spun. No, not by one, but two, a duo.
Without the slightest hint of remorse, who do you think you are? I ought to be punished for passing judgment, but the Lord knows my grievances and we are all but fallen, short of the glory that is in Christ Jesus.
So much for love and friendship. Long live deceit and scorn and malice of all kind.