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got a lot i wanna bitch about but im gonna keep it to just being about my ex for today. we broke up a pretty long while ago and ive been feeling really lonely recently, thought about finally answering his texts begging me to come back.

i would've done it already but i remembered how his audacity knows no bounds. he dared talk about how much he loves me more than anyone else and then in the same sentence mentioned 3 different people he had been fucking, all of which were people i hate, that he knew i hated.

i also hate him because he's a faketranny. only reason im using "he" is because it's just how im used to referring to him, because im so respectful and i loved him and stuff. he AND all the people he fucked claimed to be someone just like me. suffering, dysphoric, living an everyday hell. i don't know why i went along with their bullshit for so long. he got it easy. he doesn't take hrt. never did. would tell me to just love myself more, or make jabs at my amabness then act like he had no idea what was wrong with what he said. gets easy access to every motherfucker he knows, because he's an attractive hefab woman. these people love invading my life no matter where i go. demons of babylon disguising themselves with the coats of the righteous.

im here rotting. i boymode but am uncanny enough that i still get called a faggot any time i go outside. a bitter, hellish, empty life. these people just get to use me and then throw me off to the side once they find that im not abusive enough to satisfy their trauma-induced kinks. i have no one in my life because everyone has gotten what they wanted from me and fucked off.

this just sounds like a bunch of nonsense, doesn't it? maybe i ought to text him.