So after 3 years all I’m left with is a bunch of unanswered questions and a shit load less money. Why? Because you’re a prick. Basically that’s what it boils down to.

You were most likely lying to me the whole time. About everything. Who you were with, what happened that night, why you said that. I mean did you even love me or was it just some stupid little game for you?

I think in all seriousness that you did love me. I mean you asked me to marry you and have your kids… multiple times. I guess that’s why I don’t understand how all this could happen.

Did she give you something that I couldn’t? Was she better at something?  Obviously not that good because you came crawling back. And for a few months I thought things might actually be going good for us. Yeah I couldn’t handle that you two were flatmates now … I mean seriously she’s the reason I leave you, you sleep with her for a couple months and then expect me to believe that your just friends now? Fuck that. And your niece and nephew won’t call her Aunty if she’s just a friend. Kids know. So you have been lying to me this whole time.

I was so good to you. I was not only your girlfriend I was your maid, cleaner, cook, accountant, dog walker/feeder, came to work with you at 2.30am every weekend. Fuck I was so fucking good to you. And I don’t think I was asking for too much in return. I just wanted to be loved. That’s it.

But now I’m broken. I don’t know how to fix a broken heart. I don’t know what I’m doing with my life. I finish uni in 2 and a half months. We had a big plan about how our life was going to go but now I’m just lost.

But life goes on and I can’t sit here moping over someone who doesn’t care about me. You know what Sir Cunt… I hope you have a good life. I’m not going to let you drag me down any more. So fuck off.