Dear M
I can't believe I wasted 8 years of my life on an impotent tosser like you.

You crushed every last drop of self esteem out of me with your manipulative and strange ways. You were socially inept and were determined I would be the same. You had no sex drive, prefering porn to the real thing and could only muster up the energy for sex once a year and then you would spluff straight away- What the fuck was that all about? Pathetic.

Our 'love life' consisted of me driving you round to various shops, walking round with you for hours before taking you home again without buying you anything. Tight bastard. Freak.

You were a sweaty, greasy weasel and I feel sick at the thought of ever having to look at you again.

You may well have dumped me, but I got the last laugh when you tried to come crawling back didn't I?

I must of been out of my mind to have stayed with you so long.
I wish we had never met. You make me sick.
(Just a girl., Tue 9 Mar 2010, 21:12, 3 replies)

Good
you did this. QOTW is the best cathartic blog going.

Noel
( The Scrunt Wants a Dozen Pints, Tue 9 Mar 2010, 21:17, closed)

Indeed.
Trust me, I could have ranted on for a week but I really must let it all go - its been five years lol!
(Just a girl., Tue 9 Mar 2010, 21:22, closed)

aww
Don't be mean to weasels, they're brilliant, much better than this guy you're clearly better off without.
We're not all twunts, keep sifting through the garbage and a good 'un will turn up :)
(danceswithferrets is leaking sanity, Wed 10 Mar 2010, 0:41, closed)