Nine Eleven Two Thousand Nine

His girlfriend called this morning and left a message. He’s such a fucking liar. He fucked that girl and probably got her pregnant. He treats me with such utter disdain and he’s so nice to other people. But I know the “real” him. Shit, if bitterness all there is to him, I prefer the fake everyone else is getting. I’m tired of him riding my coattails. I wish I could not care.