I left a Happy Bday note on your page. It was lost in the malay of all your friends. I left a poem I wrote for you on my page but you never said Thank You. I sent you some “Nice” pics as a loving gift I only share with you. You forgot to say Thank You. You forget a lot these days. I’m feeling way too convenient. How stupid was I to think I was in any way special. I just fill another need. I teeter back n forth between loving you and wanting to shove your face in the dirt and call you a womanizer. I’m way to nice to you. Yeah. I’m out dis b*tch! Hate it for ya. Way to lose.