Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Fuck You

Dear Zach,

I feel foolish. It's okay. At least I know now that I don't really love him as much as I thought I would. Instead, I felt an instant relief. I'm done with him.

I didn't wake up feeling dreadful; I felt a surge of motivation to improve my well-being.

Fuck him. At least I didn't have raw sex with him. Thank God. I still don't trust him saying he didn't meet anyone else. Fuck I would believe him. Every man tells a lie. He ain't shit.

Hope he won't get HIV from the sex he gets. He would have seen it coming.

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