Everyone warned me. People told you to come correct when you decided to date me. You lied and tried to impress me for a year, only to cheat on me. But, even after all of that I still loved you. I thought maybe closure sex would cure my heartbreak.. it didn't. I'm furious with you. Maybe you should grow up and stop blowing lines, and drinking until you can't see straight. I mean.. you're 36 years old homie with no real accomplishments, besides the list of people you've let down. Luckily the new Cardi B album has helped me to finally hate you. Sadly, you've left someone who believed in love only to feel sick at the thought of it. I wish you were better.