Burn

I try to think of all the bad things he's said to me. All the things he's done to hurt me. And all the times I felt like I wanted to dump his ass. And it helps. Now I know how selfish a person, that you thought was humble, can be. He doesn't deserve me and he's not worth it. I do hate him. He's terrible. I know he won't find someone as great as me. But I know I'll find someone better than him. I'm my own diva. I just hope people in New York don't think that I broke up with him. I hope they know the truth. I hate to know that his friends or our friends try to hook him up with people, new girls right now. He doesn't deserve it. These new girls don't deserve it. I hope that Norwegian chick knows he left me for her. I know he doesn't feel sorry or guilty one bit. I just know it. He's full of it like that. I can't believe I ever helped him or his family with anything. I can't believe I thought of marrying him. I can't believe a lot of things. I hope he has a happy fuckin' birthday then. I'm going out tonight.