this is public for a reason
fuck you. you know exactly why i broke up with you. and it wasn't b/c you were (as you mistakenly thought) good in bed. hell, sex wasn't even an issue. well, in a way i guess it was. you were so hellbent on breeding that you screamed at me about your biological clock every chance you got, and every time you opened your mouth. no matter that i was only 21, and we were both in college, broke, and nowhere near capable of supporting a child. that, plus the fact that i told you repeatedly that i wasn't ready for one just yet. you hounded me so much about it that i didn't want to touch you (and i didn't, infact) for the last six months we dated, and it was a long damn time before sex was comfortable for me again.
that didn't matter to you. nothing besides what you wanted from me ever did. i did all the driving. i did all the working. you flatly refused to try and find a job, because your mother wouldn't approve. so it was perfectly alright for me to work my ass off washing dishes 40 and sometimes 50 hours a week *and* go to class *and* drive the 2 and a half hours (one way) every day to come see you.
see you and coddle your numerous complexes, phobias, and paranoias. jesus christ, i've got schizophrenic relatives that have a better grasp on reality than you. let's not forget how you and i got together in the first place - you were having problems with gabriel, we started talking, you invited me up to see you, and i gave you my virginity.
after we broke up, you MARRIED the poor guy without ever telling him the truth.
so you're a liar. and you're a manipulator. you very nearly cost me every friendship i had in knoxville *and* some i had online. you remember chrissy? she lived in WISCONSIN for chrissake, and you were STILL convinced she was going to take me from you. guess what? you pushed me so far away trying to keep me under your thumb that you very nearly DID lose me to her. you remember beth & mary? my best friends in knoxville? you wound up hating them both simply b/c they were female and were close to me. they've forgiven me for allowing you to cause as much damage as you did.
you remember the hundreds of talks we had in which i asked, then implored, then got sick of asking you to NOT keep tabs on every single move i made? even though i'd tell you ahead of time where i'd be, you still interrogated my friends online as to where i might be.. you spammed my inbox... crammed my answering machine full, and drove me up every goddamn wall i could get my hands on. and i lived with it for a year and a half.
why am i repeating all of this? i explained it to you 4 years ago. but, as usual, it didn't register in the SandraComplex, and you rewrote our history to suit you.
and don't think this little story is for anything more than your benefit, because you know i don't give a shit about you anymore.. i just like having the last word. (and letting the truth be known.)
so fuck off.
that didn't matter to you. nothing besides what you wanted from me ever did. i did all the driving. i did all the working. you flatly refused to try and find a job, because your mother wouldn't approve. so it was perfectly alright for me to work my ass off washing dishes 40 and sometimes 50 hours a week *and* go to class *and* drive the 2 and a half hours (one way) every day to come see you.
see you and coddle your numerous complexes, phobias, and paranoias. jesus christ, i've got schizophrenic relatives that have a better grasp on reality than you. let's not forget how you and i got together in the first place - you were having problems with gabriel, we started talking, you invited me up to see you, and i gave you my virginity.
after we broke up, you MARRIED the poor guy without ever telling him the truth.
so you're a liar. and you're a manipulator. you very nearly cost me every friendship i had in knoxville *and* some i had online. you remember chrissy? she lived in WISCONSIN for chrissake, and you were STILL convinced she was going to take me from you. guess what? you pushed me so far away trying to keep me under your thumb that you very nearly DID lose me to her. you remember beth & mary? my best friends in knoxville? you wound up hating them both simply b/c they were female and were close to me. they've forgiven me for allowing you to cause as much damage as you did.
you remember the hundreds of talks we had in which i asked, then implored, then got sick of asking you to NOT keep tabs on every single move i made? even though i'd tell you ahead of time where i'd be, you still interrogated my friends online as to where i might be.. you spammed my inbox... crammed my answering machine full, and drove me up every goddamn wall i could get my hands on. and i lived with it for a year and a half.
why am i repeating all of this? i explained it to you 4 years ago. but, as usual, it didn't register in the SandraComplex, and you rewrote our history to suit you.
and don't think this little story is for anything more than your benefit, because you know i don't give a shit about you anymore.. i just like having the last word. (and letting the truth be known.)
so fuck off.