Fuck you and the horse you rode in on.

So, I am weak and pathetic, and a martyr and all sorts of other foolish shit huh? Apparently cheating on someone isn't such a big deal eh? and Yeah it's totally my fault that I had to leave you stranded in melbourne. I am not the dumbfuck who moved to a new city to do a job without signing a contract. So fuck off. You can cheat on me, but when I say that I want to fuck someone else, then you tell me that that isn't fair or some shit. "You can go on dates if you want to just don't smooch anyone." Cunt. You fucking wreckless cunt. You are shitty and horrible and awful and a fucking slut. You don't get me or understand me. I can barely have a converstion with you. We have nothing in common, and you just need me so that you can know that someone loves you. I want to go home. I don't want to continue to fuck my life up for you. You are working on making me hate you, and writing mean shit about me in your book but not talking to me about it kinda defeats the purpose. You want me to leave don't you. Yes I made you move in here, I am making you buy a car, I am making you do everything, I make you do everything. Fuck off. Die. Kill yourself. Do it you fucking coward. I hope that no one fucking cares. God you infuriate me. I know it's all about how crazy you are. But you never address any problems. I tried to. I did. I wrote you tons of fucking stupid emails trying to address the problems that just irritated you didn't they. I wonder if you even read them I wonder lots of stuff. I wonder why I am staying. I want to go home. This sucks. Not being able to work. Not having any friends. Not being able to afford to do stuff. what the fuck is wrong with you. How did I build you up to be this amazing girl that is going to fucking be perfect for me. I don't trust you and I think that deep down inside somewhere I fucking hate you. fuck off. Die, you stupid fucking whore.