I can't believe you had the cheek to say the things you said that night. I really can't. You said you're drunk, god knows. You're drunk and you can tell me you're drunk. Unbelievable isn't it. What the fuck do you think I am? Hold him, touch him, hug him. The only thing I didn't get to see was you two makin out.

Imagine that, I can. Remember me sayin the chinese sayin "dai lu mao"? I am wearing that very green hat. I'm a fool. Fucking fool. You want me to go clubbing with you? You want me to come and see all these shit? You want me to see you making out with those clowns whenever you hit the clubs? How'd you expect me to trust you when you can't fucking behave yourself. It's the first time I'm clubbing at the same location as you, and this is what I get. Well done, very well done.

We're over. I've no reason to flare up that night. I didn't think I was going to. Upon witnessin all these nonsense, I can't help but to. He hold me you're his cousin and why would he get involved with you. Yes, I believed that. Next, you tell me he's your cousin, and I'm convinced. And then Gary told me that's his cousin. I am devastated. You bet I'm. You lied to me. I don't know how many times you had lied and what about. I don't wanna know.

And then you asked me, are we over? Fuck yes, it's over. I know alot about you. Things you don't say but I knew... all along I knew. I thought you'd change, but you certainly did not. I wanted to prove em wrong. But I failed to, I failed to miserably. I thought we were meant to be. The green hat I'm wearing now is certainly not trendy this humiliation is absurd. What did I do to deserve this.

I wouldn't say I'm a perfect boyfriend. I wouldn't say I'm at no fault of this break up. I'm sorry we tried so hard to keep us going when we're actually going nowhere.
We should have given it up from the very first time you wanted to leave. Yeah, I'm ought to be sorry.

The last straw was that night. That fateful night, you wanted to leave. You left, and you held another guy's hand just two hours later. You know what, FUCK YOU, fuck the shit out of you if you're gonna tell me you're drunk when you haven't even started drinking shit. No excuses, lady. You blew it, that's it. These are my final words.

And just a lil bit more,

How can you believe when "lie" lies in the middle of it all?

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