Dear Ray,

It's kind of like you never broke up with me, and you never went out with her. It's also kind of like you don't exist. It's like everything about you and me is a fantasy and it's kind of gone and you're never there and you have never been anywhere with me and we never even knew each other. I haven't seen you in so long, it's so weird. I'm so used to seeing you all the time, I mean, how can you just stop caring and wanting to see me like that?

We were so close, and then you just stepped out of everything and moved along to someone else within two weeks. I'm sure you started going out with her at least less than a week after you told me to stop talking to you, and I mean, really, how low can you @^#@ing be? You just dumped and then somehow found this other girl two @&%@ing weeks after we broke up? That's pathetic. You're so pathetic.

And I always start these and get so mad and I write about how I miss you and then it turns into this hate  but I don't know why. I just #$!$ing wish you never even.... I wish I could have turned into the person I am right now without needing you. I wish I didn't need you and I wish we never even happened. You screwed me up so bad. I'm not gonna be able to think about anyone else but you until I meet a nice guy and you know how many nice guys there are in this #!@$ing town? Zero. They're ghetto and stuck up and I hate them and I want you back. I want the way you cared about me back and I want everything back and I want the way you would hold me back. I need you lots, and you don't even care about that, you just care about how you feel. It's always been about you!

Never once have you really considered how I feel about anything. "I think we should break up," well, what about me, huh? Did you ever consider what I wanted? What I felt? No! Because it was all about you! You @*@!!@#, you are such an ^&$*^%&, you made me stuck on you! You should have said that in the beginning. You should have told me that you were going to just end up not caring and you should have told me about how you would end up not giving a &^&^ about my guts. You should have let me move on and you shouldn't keep holding me on this rope without even trying! You're trying to get rid of me and it's not working, you made that @%%%ing knot too tight. You're so stupid you're so stupid you let this happen. You let me pull the knot in close and you never bothered to think about anything until it was too #!^%ing late. You really hurt me, really badly and you don't care. You could care less.

You're so happy with her, I bet, you're so happy. I bet you didn't stop once to think about me and how any of this made me feel and I bet I wasn't even considered when not even two weeks after we broke up that you started going out. No "oh, hey, you know, it really hasn't been that long since we've broken up, maybe I should wait, this might hurt her. Or maybe you know, maybe I'm a whore for this." Nope, probably didn't enter your mind. Well, !@&% you. I hate you so much! You just make me so mad all the time! You screw everything up so badly. You screwed me up and you need to fix it. Find me somebody! Find me someone to @!*%ing fix what you couldn't, okay? You're the worst.

Margaret.

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This is pretty much me talking about my feelings. I don't know if it's any good, I just write a lot about this kind of thing so I figured I'd put one up here just for kicks. And I'm probably going to put like a thousand more of these here so just beware of that. I hope you enjoy though, I mean, it would be better if I wrote something worth someone's time instead of wasting five minutes you'll never get back!

updated Oct 7 '11 by abb3yr0ad