Seven months in a “faithful” relationship and less than a month after it’s over, you’re flirting with everyone.  You’re sadly mistaken if you think I have even tried to flirt with anyone since.  I guess I’m the more respectable one.

It’s sad how I see that I spawned your “social life.”  I can tell you think I’m less than you or that I’m a loser.  All you do is leech of off people to get what you want.

The best part is, people tell me how you talk(ed) to them, during and after our relationship.  Should I believe 15 people that tell me that you cheated - with multiple people, emotional and physical - or should I believe you with your “devoted relationship” stance?  Hmm..

The sad part is apparent by me even saying this; I still give a fuck.  But why?  I was shit on, disrespected, and used.  You yourself said multiple times behind my back that you could “do so much better than Marty, but I’ll stay with him.”  So why aren’t you doing any better?  I know all the guys you’re talking to because, trust me, walls have ears, and they definitely aren’t much “better” than me.

I hope you get a good boyfriend that treats you well, just like I did.  I hope you can find one that thought about you all day, just like I did.  I hope you find a boyfriend that can deal with all your pessimism, just like I did.  I even hope you find one that buys all your shit, just like I did.

Just kidding, after I heard all this shit about you, I hope you go fuck yourself.