And another thing

I’m not dumb. I don’t even think you think I’m dumb. I’m myself in a way which isn’t fashionable. I decided what I valued and it wasn’t in step with what everyone around me did but I didn’t apologise for it. Yes, it would have been easier to shut my soul down in the pursuit of power and status, but I’d been on a different path for so long, I could hardly see the point. Now most people would call that original. And I think you know that too and you’re envious. And suspicious. I also happen to be sensitive, and you took advantage of that. You knew I cared what you thought and played with me. You never cared what I thought, or felt. You did what the fuck you liked and took no responsibility for the consequences. Yes, hearts like mine are easily taken in and easily broken. It doesn’t look that way but it is that way. You, on the other hand, look gentle and fragile but you actually don’t give a fuck. Your ego is bigger than your heart. My heart was big and fragile but I looked all confident. Reality is complicated. And if what actually went down as history was the truth, people would know you behaved badly, and later acted evilly to cover your tracks. Either way, you took someone’s heart, played with it, broke it, and then punished her with death just for putting up a fight. That doesn’t make you a good person with a wounded ego. It makes you a psychopath.