Okay, boy, its my time now.
I'm so done with you. No, scratch that,
im s/i/c/k of you.
Does it make you feel better? When you talk about me like that?
when all your little friends are whispering about me, giving me d.i.r.t.y looks, does that make you feel like a better person?
thats sick.
you're treating me like trash.
You're hurting me more than i could ever possibly have hurt you.
And yeah, I know I broke up with you, && I'm sorry about that,
but no one deserves this.
So congrats.
You've reached a new level of douchness.
Love,
the ex-girlfriend.