The truth is…in five years I won’t want to be with you. I wanted to be with you while both of us are still young… I wanted to grow with you. It’s too late now and I’ve accepted it. Thanks for nothing. I’ll be watching you from heaven while you’re burning in hell. 🙂
You’re a disgusting excuse for a human being. I wish you nothing but the worst. I hope you die in your thirties from cancer or liver failure. I hope you die a slow agonizing death. I hope you experience the same heartbreak and devastation which you dealt to me.
You will never see me again. You can bet your life on it.