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I'm feeling particularly vindictive at the moment, so, to one person and one alone: here's to you.
That being said, my God, I hope you're lonely. I hope you're sitting back in your chair with your head in your hands, wondering how you could've fucked up this badly. I hope that all the nay-saying you did about me and my shortcomings and my life has worked to your advantage in some way I can't see, because you were utterly shot down in all the ways I can. I hope you're reading this and there is a cold burn in the bottom of your stomach, because you know this is about you. I hope your life is a lot emptier without me in it.
I'm wondering lately what good it's been knowing you. We had some great times, yeah, but when those bad times hit, they're not just rough spots. They're really fast, swift kicks to the kidneys, the kind that hit so hard you pee blood for a couple of days afterward. Who the hell are you? Did I ever really know you at all?
I didn't think so.
That being said, my God, I hope you're lonely. I hope you're sitting back in your chair with your head in your hands, wondering how you could've fucked up this badly. I hope that all the nay-saying you did about me and my shortcomings and my life has worked to your advantage in some way I can't see, because you were utterly shot down in all the ways I can. I hope you're reading this and there is a cold burn in the bottom of your stomach, because you know this is about you. I hope your life is a lot emptier without me in it.
I'm wondering lately what good it's been knowing you. We had some great times, yeah, but when those bad times hit, they're not just rough spots. They're really fast, swift kicks to the kidneys, the kind that hit so hard you pee blood for a couple of days afterward. Who the hell are you? Did I ever really know you at all?
I didn't think so.