Fuck you.

So much for being with someone who loves me. Fuck you for making me cry. I don't cry. Fuck you for wanting everything I'm not. Fuck you for WANTING to be at work instead of being with me. Fuck you for only caring about yourself. I knew you'd be like this, why the fuck do I put up with you? I shouldn't have to. I'm not going to. Go find your modified disgusting whore who is willing to put up with the biggest douche bag I've ever met. Good luck finding her...you may just have to go crawling back to your mother.