Care

I hate when the past comes a-knockin’.

He said he cares about me.

He should buy a plant and take care of that instead.

If how he treated me is indicative of how he’ll take care of the plant… shit, might as well put that leafy green in tonight’s supper because eating it would be a mercy killing.

Anyway, I blocked him on everything so he can’t rob me of my dignity anymore. And I have a sneaking suspicion this’ll be my last blog post since that fucker knows the URL, and I want to be rid of him.

He can go rot.

2 thoughts on “Care

  1. Don’t let him rob you of your little corner of the Internet. The best way to say “Fuck You” to someone is by showing them how much better your life is without them in it
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