Liar

Do you know what pisses me off? When you pretend you’re some all knowing, experienced prophet in this game called life. The truth is you’re extremely clueless. Do you know what toxic is? It’s when you’re so stupid to see you’re being emotionally manipulated when you breakup and you’re SO attempts to kill themsleves. Get that person the help that they desperately need, but to view it as some sort of love gesture that they would rather die than be alive without you is exactly why you’re so dumb and immature and toxic. Or how about hearing a story about a 60 year old man stalking a random girl from his job. The girl was uncomfortable and trying to figure out how to protect herself. Most normal people would think, “man it sucks this girl is in this shitty situation”. But do you think like that? Of course not because you’re different, you’re toxic. Instead you say, “man I wish I had a stalker”. Yeah that’s cool. Walk around, try and act tough and be cool, it’s funny you turned out so fucked because of your fucked up childhood but let’s not pretend you’re not doing the exact same thing to your daughter. Give her a broken home from day one because you wanted to have a baby so badly it didn’t matter if the guy was going to be in your life or not, just wanted a baby, why not try and have it with someone you could see yourself having a future with? Why are you so stupid?

You love to describe yourself as honest. You speak your mind, your delivery may use some work but in the end the words you say are honest. You truly believe that about yourself, you wear it like a badge of honor. You’re a truth teller, you can read people so easily and label them immediately. It’s funny how naive I was to believe you. When you were crying over the thought about your words being questioned. I stood there believing you. Because how could you react so strongly, so passionately and fake it? But mannnnnnnn was I naive. I respected you because your word meant something, I admired you because you were so confident in everything you did, no one could change your mind once you set it, I was jealous and wished I had that much confidence. But it’s sad now because I don’t respect or admire you anymore I just feel sorry for your sad life but I have clarity now, I understand why you’ve been in so many shitty situations…..you’re just an idiot who acts without thinking and then ends up in horrible situations and ends up so miserable and sad wondering why things turned out like this. But hey it’s not that deep. But don’t tell people that you only take steps forward and never go backwards because sweetheart that’s a fucking lie. And honey don’t say you don’t cheat because you’ve done it in a few relationships now. Just be straight, stop fumbling your words. You’re not talking to a drug addict or a homeless man you’re talking to someone whose not a retard so your usual bullshit won’t work. Don’t come in here and try and say in the moment you believed your words, have some perspective, just call a spade a spade. You’re a liar and hustler, you’re still an immature woman who thinks she’s in highschool. Actions speak much louder than words.

I’m the emotional one here, eh. Because I get frustrated and give a shit. When I realize things are too toxic, I say give me space. But were you able to do that for me babe? Naw you couldn’t do that, you justified it as me being emotional and I’ll come around. I told you respect what I say but you said no. I said I don’t want to be around you just to get a front row seat to watch you lust over someone else. I told you the moment you find someone else that’s when you’ll finally start to give me space. It was so obvious but what did you say? You said “don’t think of the future, live in the moment”. Do you hear yourself? You’re like a child with down syndrome trying to give life advice. It’s funny I bite my tongue around you and let you think you’re smart, I wonder how many people do that around you? It must be pretty much everyone because you walk around thinking you know what you’re talking about. Have you heard of pretty privilege? Because being beautiful has its perks, but it’s the exact same as being rich. When you’re rich you don’t know if people like you for you or if they stay in your life and pretend to be nice so you give them things….just like what you do with your dad. Being beautiful is the same because you have no idea how many people like you for you, you think it’s real and you think it’s deep but it really isn’t. You have a shitty personality and you’re an all around shitty human being. So why do all these tough, strong, alpha guys bite their tongue around you and put up with your bullshit? Think about it for a second, imagine you were ugly or obese, do you think you can run your pretty little mouth the way you do? Oh babe you’d be humbled immediately. It’s sad though because the usual guys you go after are deadbeats, drug addicts, ugly (your words), so they worship you like a goddess. The only guy whoever humbled you was myself. It’s sad because you can’t see it you believe what you have is real, even if you asked your SO for the truth his retarded ass would bite his tongue and tell you what you want to hear because why be honest with you? Just to fight and have you lose your shit and be irrational…so the usual. You’re immature so you don’t see it but one day when you grow up you’ll understand having these guys worship you gets old, one day you’ll want something different, someone who will challenge you and won’t just go with the flow. I just hope you don’t fuck up your life or your daughters life so badly before you finally realize this.

But hey remember everything is a joke it’s not that deep. Just screw with people because it’s funny. Stay dishonest, keep hiding things to protect people. Keep convincing yourself people grow and change. If you want to run it back for a 3rd time and hope for a different result that’s your choice. But the rose colored glasses will come off, the same problems will remain, when you finally sober up you’ll realize just how stuck you are. Having a pathetic, ugly ass, simp, drug addict, worship you will start to feel more sad than sexy. But you’ll be a sugar mama, I hope you’re excited. Daddy can pay for everything but he can’t pay for your happiness and eventually judging people on how well they party will get old. You’re an immature kid who keeps acting without thinking, I just hope, and im being honest here, you don’t get depressed and try and kill yourself again.