Mind my French, but Fuck you

Just like the feeling of being dumped by an ex love, where victim-hood and bitterness were the ultimate battlecry, you, my friend, stripped me of all respect of you. With friends like you, who needs enemies?

Bear with me. I have my reasons for using my space to rant and to curse.

So since I’m getting old for this, ika nga nila, I refuse to dwell on hate any longer. I release you to karma and I pray for strength and acceptance that I can let go of my bitterness.

In the meantime, stay away from me…