You’re a fucking piece of shit, I wish you nothing sort of pain,anguish, and suffering in all aspects of your life until your last breath on Earth.
I wanted to be loved and held and treated like the most precious thing in the world but more often than not it doesn’t happen….. And. Then…. I met you.
You filled my head with promises of romance and loving care and affection and I fell head first into heartache. You saw the most intimate parts of my body, that no ones seen and I told you things about myself that I can never say aloud and you used me…
And threw me away. You then ignored my calls, texts and any attempt I made to talk to you. I did blow up on you for no reason once and I apologized profusely. I told you you were a great guy, I found myself begging you to talk to me , to tell me I’m beautiful, gorgeous ,lovely, sexy… I wanted to feel wanted.
You pretended not to know me, You erased me from your memory. I no longer existed, You told me you didn’t care how I felt and laughed at my anguish.
I didn’t understand. You told me I was special. You loved my personality and you told me that you’d never give me up. You lied.
You took my childish innocence from me and you replaced it with hurt and anger. And I hate you. I hate you for making me hate myself. You told me you loved my body, and you would treat me like the most precious thing in the world.
Instead you became demanding making me degrade myself for your own amusement. And I let you. Because I was so desperate for someone to love me. I don’t know why I did.
I was swept up in your promises of marriage and the potential for a secure relationship. I thought you were a sweet guy, a great guy. But, like many times before I was proven wrong.
I wanted to fix whatever it was that I had done to you just to get you to speak me. Just once.. I didn’t want it to end… the compliments, the kind words, the affection. I just wanted someone to want me more than I wanted myself.
You made me hate my body. You told me I was fat, and needed to lose weight. You took incriminating pictures of my most sacred parts. Was everything you told me a lie? I am too trusting. Too naïve. You are a disgusting, horrible excuse for a man and a human being.
You used me for your own personal gain and then threw me aside. I hate you. I want to hurt you in the most inexplicable ways. I want you to feel the pain and hurt and the embarrassment that I feel now. You had no right to treat me like that. I’m not sorry for what I told you. You deserved every bashing I gave you…..
When I finally got a hold of you one day….you pretended not to know who I was. You said you didn’t care. You called me pathetic and told me to lose your number. I asked why you were being an ass.
And You. Called. Me. P-A-T-H-E-T-I-C …… It didn’t faze me at first but all day it echoed it my head.
The promises of love and affection, your loving gaze. It was all superficial and all for naught. I felt helpless. All I could do was cry.
I don’t think that I’ve ever been happy with you. You made me feel like shit. Who the fuck do you think you are? You spineless piece of shit! You were never in a relationship before and I can see why.
You’re a male chauvinistic bastard. You need to take your head out of your ass and go fuck yourself. I wish all of the worst for you and your future. I want you to suffer the same way you made me. I hope you never find love, happiness or solidarity.
I want every day you spend on earth to be torture. I hate you. I fucking hate you. You pursued me and I let you take advantage of me. I didn’t realize it but almost all of my time was wasted on you doing what you want.
You never really cared about me, you lied. You lied. It was all a big FUCKING LIE. An illusion. An elaborate scheme to get me to sleep with you. You never really wanted me. You wanted a conquest. I never did anything to deserve the way you treated me. I am not apologizing for anything that I did or said to you.
You’re a poor excuse for a human being and a man. Don’t make promises that you can’t keep.
I was nothing short of compassionate, and kind towards you. And still you lied to me. Used me. You tore my heart apart and threw me aside as if I were nothing.
Was I ever anything to you? Did you ever care about me? It hurts to know your true nature.
You’re nothing more than a sex obsessed guy trying to get off. I was just a pawn in your game of conquests.
I was a child. You knew better. You should. Why would you do something like that to me? To anyone? I trusted you with all of me. I believed everything you told me. You hurt me worse than anyone ever could.
I tried to mold and form myself to fit your image of perfection. I’m fucking tired. Of all of this. I can’t believe I let you do that to me. I’m hurt, embarrassed and disgusted with myself…
The worse part of it is that…
You. Don’t Care. You don’t care. You don’t care. You don’t care… You never did. You never took the time to get to know me or try to…
I am pathetic. I’m absolutely fucking pathetic for letting a monster like you into my life. I wish I never met you.
No one deserves to be subjected to what you put me through.