Thank you for holding my hand through my miscarriage, and thank you for leaving me a week later. You are an a hole for ever hitting me, and you are stupid and selfish for ever keeping my friends away. You held me like you would never let go, and now you are over it and moved on. I hate you for ever having told me forever, and I hope that you end up miserable. I want you to look at me 5 years from now and saw, "wow I should have never let you go." This was the worst decision you have ever made. You will never find anyone better, and I hope you spend the rest of your life working a minimum wage job. I hope you stay fat, and I hope that you bald prematurely.