If I were a cartoon, I’d be smoking out of my ears…

I’m so fuming mad right now that I can’t think straight.  I can’t focus on my work, and the only thing I want to do right now is scream at the top of my lungs and smash something into pieces.

The level of betrayal and heartbreak is… astronomical.  I feel used and then tossed aside.  You’re not supposed to treat a friend this way, much less someone you love.  How could you?  How could you knowing that you’re doing it and still go on hurting me over and over again without regard to my well being?  How could you tell me that you were always my friend first and then treat me like shit?  Like the excrement of the fugus that feeds on shit.  I want to cry but I’m so shocked that I can’t.  I don’t want to hide it from people I know anymore in order to act more rational and protect you. 

I don’t want to know you.

You are the biggest hypocrit for dogging Ty all the time for not treating me like I deserve.  At least Ty didn’t and doesn’t use me, lie to me, abuse my love.  You treat me like SHIT.  You make me wait for you… not 20 min… not an hour… like FOUR FUCKING HOURS!!!  That’s half a work day last time I calculated.  You’ve cancelled on absolutely everything these last two weeks and have been late to everything for the last two months.  And what’s ironic is you’re the one who instigates hanging out.  You’re the one who was all fucking sad and crying when I said we should wait.  You’re the one who was all lovey dovey when you didn’t have a place to sleep.  But I guess now that life’s stabilizing a little bit and you’re allowed back in the house, you can just toss me aside.

I don’t hate you.  I’m just supremely disappointed.  More so than I have ever been.

No, I won’t forgive you.  But I swear, I’ll forget you.

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