CHEATER

He cheats after every fight. It’s his way of wanting to punish me. I know what you’re thinking: girl, just cheat back. Girl, dump him. Hahah. It’s not enough. I want more. I want him to suffer more. And more. And more. And there’s no way that can happen if I just play along. I have to let it go. I have to forgive. I have to forget. One day. I’ll have my vengeance. I’m just so aggressive. It’s hard to get it out of my head. I can’t sleep. At least she looks like cow shit. She has this really tanned body, blotchy features, short and fat frame, you know? She has a heart worse. She lacks depth. She sucks professionally. So does he. He wasted his opportunities. Now he’s living a life as ugly as him. He’s rotten, inside and outside. He’s weak, inside and outside. He’s nothing special. He can’t lie. He’s a dumbass because he never notices the details. Same as her. They are nobody, you see. I am ambitious. I am lethal. Brutal. I am skilled. I have a powerful body and head. I don’t give a fuck. I don’t have any morals. Yet I’m still kinder. I want to do something good. Something great. I don’t live for me. I would be dead, I could be dead. I am supposed to be dead. But I’m not. Hence, I’m supposed to be here. I’m supposed to suffer. To burn. To rise. I have a vibrant mind, I think. I could be anything, I chose to be everything. It’s hard. It’s exhausting. I don’t give a shit. About him. There are bigger things. There are better things. I do feel better after this. My family. They’ve been away lately. They return tomorrow. They miss me. They love me. I chose them over him. I don’t regret it. I will build them a fucking castle, trust me. I’ll fulfill their dreams for them before I proceed to those of others. While he fucks and fucks and dies from STDs. Selfish runt.