First of all, if you were already lucky enough to have me but stupid enough to lose me then oh the fuck well. You’re loss.
I give ridiculous number of chances so it takes a special something to fuck up multiple times and then have the audacity to want another. Especially if you put me through crazy hell every damn time and left me traumatized and struggling.
You don’t miss me. You miss the things I did to you and for you. I’d miss me too. You are probably dealing with rejection from someone else and you remember I’ve been stupid before. I’ve accepted apologies and “I’m gonna be better” so many times before.
Maybe you do miss me. Nobody does the things I do like I do. I was and will always be amazing. Oh fucking well. You can relive all the amazing times in your dreams because I’m not repeating that shit. At least I’m not repeating them with you. The next guy can found out how fucking amazing I am.
For the record, I’ve deleted everything. I deleted the texts, the pics, and all the videos. But feel free to keep yours and get off to them or whatever. I really do not care anymore.
Second of all, I’ll be so damn glad when fuckboy manchilds is no longer trending.
Guys, you lose 98% of your attractiveness to a woman when they realize you’re just entertaining whoever whenever just because you’re bored and horny. That’s lame and childish.
Men are accessories. Not necessities.
I can’t think of anything I genuinely need a man for. I got me. I can handle my needs financially, mentally, emotionally, and sexually.
So from this point out, no exes, no second chances, and no more manchild shit. Step the fuck up or fall way back.
