I hope she disappoints you (she will)
I hope every friendly moment you’ve shared gets shattered
by the inescapable truth that she is nothing but selfish
and she wants nothing for you, just everything from you
I hope you both choke on your twisted happiness
Just know where she’s been
She’s dirty
She will infect you with her own insecurities
She doesn’t care if she hurts you, you’re nothing but stale seconds to her
I hope you don’t mind coming second in everything
She will hold you back as far as she can so she’s always first
Most of all, I hope you’re sorry
I hope you’re ashamed
Because, frankly, she’s worth much less than the dirt you walk on
and I was under the impression that I meant more than that