I hate you. You made me think for so long that we had a future together when you would throw it all away just to be lazy and possibly fuck some Chehalis whore. Fuck you! I wanted to marry you and pictured the perfect white-fenced suburban home with you when all along you had no such interest. You promised me Seattle, Berkeley, old-town Europe. You promised to help me through grad school since I worked for your sadistic chauvinist pig of a father to help you through a four-year computer science degree (which it took you nearly 10 years to complete so you could become a BLACKJACK DEALER). It was ALL LIES, and you let me waste the early half of my 20s believing it. Fuck you, you goddamn cocksucker. I loved you more than anything you actually sought after loved you: your fucking teenage porn, your big-screen TV, your AD&D games. I'm still in debt to my aunt for the time you and I lived in her house, and you spend 800 dollars on a TV you don't need instead of making things right. I reiterate: FUCK YOU.

--Anonymous