Markiss,
You sad excuse for human life. I trusted you, cared, for you, cared about you, adored you, fell for you, learned from you. Now I hate you, I can’t stand you, The only thing I feel I have is pain when I think of you. If I ever see you, I would probably slap you, I would probably disown you. I would show you, that I was the man way before you. I will tell you that you are a liar and that no one should believe you. You hurt me and I can never forgive you. 9 months wasted on you, hours thinking about you, days wasted wondering why I didn’t leave you. You asked me out to the movies after you left me and told me I had to pay for you. You used me and left me and you ask me to still be friends with you, when all I did was wanted you. I never judged you, I never lied to you, I never cared about no ones hateful words towards me about you, I stood up for you. Now I can do is fucking hate you. You wasted my damn time, you wasted both of our time; you should of told me that I should even be with you. Its obvious I was too damn good for you, I never even told you I love you, cause I really didn’t love you. I adored things about you, in you. I accepted who you are until I realized that wasn’t you. A liar, user, thief, abuser is you. A cold-blooded backstabber is you. Going to the movies with you, going to the mall with you, walking with you, going to gatherings on Holidays to be with you. Valentines day what you did no one ever did, and I loved that about you, I didn’t care about what my family thought about you. Then…
You leave me and look what you got out of it. You got a STD from a bitch you left me for. You called me up on my cell phone apologizing for trying to blame it on me when I was clean. You the one that stalked my myspace and called me trying to get me to see you. You attempted to try and make me be your friend again. You tried to fish around in my private life to see if I was taken. You did all those things because you did this to yourself. I warned you, I told you, I wouldn’t do shit to hurt you.
You up and left me with no type of explanation. You broke up with me on Myspace, you fucking toyed with me damn heart. At the end though, it was you who got played, you the one who got burned, you the one who got hurt, you the one who is fucked, you who didn’t give a rats ass about yourself. Now live with yourself, don’t try to ever convince me to come see you don’t you ever attempt to message me on Myspace just to get a reply from me you knew you didn’t want. Don’t get bitter and be all about money now. You did this, you started this now its me who has to end it.
Let me tell you something Markiss…
You are weak, you are sorry, you are pathetic, you are bitter, you are stupid, you are phony, you are waste of life. I just want you to disappear from my memories forever. You didn’t give a damn when I told you I miscarried, that shows what kind of man you are. You aren’t one, you are sad excuse for anyone’s son. If your moms knew the shit I knew she would wouldn’t even look at you.
I hate the thought of you, I can still smell you, I can still hear you, I can still see you. I just want to forget you, hurt you, smack you, beat you, almost kill you. My heart boils in rage about you. This isn’t about me being bitter; there is no such thing dealing with me. This is about you and a day I won’t never be able to get over. February 24 is the worse day and you made it that way. You did this to me, you hurt me, you left me, you used me, you convinced me, you played me, you tricked me. You at the end got exactly what you deserved a dose of a reality but you still sit and act like you know me, you still sit there on that phone and laugh shit off when I know good and damn well you’re sour on the inside, you are the one who need to feel what I felt that day. One day, you just might.
