bionicfemme

I LOVE when exes write horrible, laughable slam poetry about me online on SuicideGirls instead of telling it to my face. It's so grossly cliche it makes me laugh. And to write with such scorn denotes bitterness at a loss, entailing desire.

Your hate makes you want me, or at least waste time thinking about me. And as Martha Stuart once said, "It's a good thing."

You say i'm a fake riot girl, but you're little more than a fake, pathetic elitist. For the love of God, if you are going to pretend to be a mature elitist, spell your damn words right and don't use the word "aesthetic" 50 times in a sentence to prove you learned a new word or "uber" as a prefix to make yourself sound hip.

You also say raising my fists doesn't make me a big girl. Well, crying like a bratty five year old that can't have her way doesn't make you a big girl either. Are things hard for you, Mariah Carey, that your false vanity is suuuch a sad burden? Sad, sad.

I'd tell you to fuck off, but you're too much of a prude to do that, so i'll be fucking off...AND LIKING IT, thanks.

I say get over yourself. You suck as a writer AND as a person. Bada-bing. Bada.

And you were the first I laid to waste, and I will continue to do so with women like you that try to manipulate or harm me again.

From now on, i'm raising my leg above my standards to fuck the world, but not you, ever.