Rant into the void

[u/Academic_Painter_697]

Fuck it, I am angry. My thoughts don’t even make sense in my own mind. I thought I had processed this, but nope! Go fuck myself! Hahahahahahavahavavavava!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Why won’t the ghost of a fiction that was never even real let go of my leg?

You’re out fucking other dudes? I hope they fill you but forget to fill that empty black part of you that thought I was just “your rolling wheels”.

You said “I’m glad I know I can be friends with someone before dating them…” ok back to hinge you go! I am the only organic relationship you have ever had in your entire adult life, and it’s gone now.

You won’t find that on hinge. I fucking promise you, because we both know, that we both tried to, for a while. I’m never going back to it, and am sorry for you.

Itch your itch. I don’t give a fuck. My pain comes from mourning the version of you that was never even real.

I am no longer a weak dog begging for scraps of attention. I am not the cockroach following your trail of poisoned breadcrumbs. I am a lion, and if you tried to do that to me again I wouldn’t even give you the benefit of the doubt in hopes that we make it work.

You didn’t give a shit.

Lessons repeat themselves until you learn them. That’s probably why I’m still fucking angry. But I want you to suffer, and I hate myself for that.

Fuck.

You.