She fucked with my feelings, she was pure evil and now she’s playing the victim game. Where was she when I had those sleepless nights, where was she during my agony. Her man was massaging her ego while I the NPC was being strung along like the fool I was, If I ever don’t trust my instincts again I’m fucking stupid, I deserve to be fucked over all over again. Why didn’t she just let me go, why does she have to make another snake look like a saint and she had the mind to talk down people she makes seem like angels, what did I do to deserve all this, This love thing is the most disgusting thing my mind has conceived, I really avoided all those fake ass friends for the maleficent. These are things I read about never expecting them to touch me. God why was I so foolish, why didn’t I value myself, I stayed because it was convenient, but why break my heart in stages. Who cares if I didn’t listen, you should have just let me go for Christ sake. You deserve everything that has come to you 10-fold over. I wonder how you want to believe or trust in anyone when you can’t even trust yourself. Don’t ever judge anyone beside me ever again, see me fretting about risky texts I sent to people after we broke up, not knowing you had the effrontery and audacity to lie to my face continuously for 5 months. I’m going to let you know right now that anything I felt with you in the last 7 months is now void in my heart. I hope you found your peace, I no longer care how lonely you are or pity you, you fit in perfectly, in fact, way too perfectly with the snakes you call your friends. Why didn’t you just let me go and avoid subjecting me to all this pain, why claim I was judging you when I was spot on. Why be the devil, why be the monster, why play the victim, why did you have to be so typical, why so foolish, why so dumb, why so disgusting, why fucking cheat, how do you plan to ever trust yourself in this life, I fucking blame myself for all this, I saw it live and I ignored, from now on I’ll always speak up when I’m disgusted, I may not be a saint but when I compare myself to you I feel like mother Theresa. Why did you have to involve me in this rollercoaster. Fuck it you’re evil, you looked me in the eyes and had the mind to do all this and say all that. You had the mind to ask for my trust when you were holding out on me. Where the fuck do I get the mind to trust you, you first have to work on me not even being afraid of you. You fucking monster