Nev,
You know
that bull sh!t bluffing card game we usually play with your boys, well I call
bull sh!t to your last letter. I don't know how dumb you think I am but there
is NO way I am buying that nonsense. You Sir are selling rubbish and I am NOT
buying it.
All your
talk of late consists of things you want to do but can't do and I won't have
any of that anymore Mister. There's a saying that goes 'Where there is a will
there is a way' and obviously the only reason you can't is because you don't
have the will. You are not fully invested in this relationship and I refuse to
tolerate your mediocre attempts any longer.
Your love
for poetry is the reason I do not believe any of the things you are saying
because you have a way with words that I am done falling for. Actions speak
louder than words or haven't you heard because you are so busy coming up with
bull sh!t you never got the memo?
Quoting
Maurice Kirya, really? Are you freaking kidding me? Are you even FING trying?
The worst thing is that you did not even have the courtesy to come up with
fresh excuses, you simply cut and paste; what is becoming of this world?
The icing
on your bull sh!t cake is that you had to go and throw in Beckha Shae's Love
glasses. Thank you very much for forever ruining it for me.
Follow your heart they said, well this is the sh!t I get for doing so. I am
glad this happened sooner rather later because you just saved me a lot of heart
ache in the future. The pain I feel now is definitely less than what I would
feel later so thank you for helping me cut my losses while I was still ahead.
Of course
I am not mad, because I am done with you so there is no need.
Have a
good life doing better, by yourself!
Pearl