First of all, this isn’t one of those sappy post about how we loved each other and slowly drifted apart. This is a post on how one guy managed to completely change how I can look at any guy who steps in my life. This is about how one single person can manipulate me into thinking anything he wanted me to think. This is also mostly a list of the things I have wanted to say, and since I do have you blocked on most social media, you might not ever see this.
You took a piece of me when I finally untied the knots you had tied around my neck. You kept me up countless nights waiting for a call or text. You filled my head with lies about the future, your past, and where the hell you were most of the time.
Since I’m free now, I realize that buying shoes for me isn’t how you make up for sharing our texts with an ex girlfriend after you picked her up for a drive because you were “just friends.”
I can tell you that if you’re going to lie about having an Instagram, at least make your profile private so I can’t see picture of your GIRLFRIEND. Also, don’t talk about having a future with children with me when you have some girl’s child calling you DADDY.
I can tell you that my mom knows what you did and we talk shit about you now. Also, that your mom must be oblivious to all the pain you have caused to so many people, because her kind heart would be disappointed in your actions.
Here is some advice for your future, leave your exes alone, like seriously you have done enough. The next relationship you trick a girl into having with you, should be with someone new, and probably from far away, rather than an ex who is just low enough in life to take your lonely ass back in. Find someone who is willing to have an open relationship, since you will do whatever you want and more anyways. I would also leave out the details on the one hundred something girls you slept with while having a competition with your roommates on whose numbers would be the highest.
I am not one to use the word hate towards a person, because I was taught to forgive and forget, but I hate you. I actually hate you. To some this may sound extreme, but in my defense I did keep quiet about most things you did because I did not want to be called out for being stupid, and yes, I was stupid.
Lastly, you're getting old you really should think about settling down, plus the hair on the top of your head is already thinning.
Moral of the story: The sweetest talkers are the biggest liars.