I wrote this awhile ago about my ex right afer I moved

Fuck you I wandered the streets wondering,Thinking,retracing and it leads to this..your a drunk slutty mistrice.You can play your games and tricks,drink and suck some dicks.maybe you got fucked by ten little pricks all at the same time,juss so you could remember mine ha drink some more wine.I gave up don't like you at all now you slut. your in a rut.Cry out for help when you die inside,ppssshhh lmao ill just hide.I'm done talking to you,I'm done for good we're threw in life.I wish you knew what your doing cuz its just ruining and screwing with your brain soon you'll be so fucked you be insane.I wondered why I was sad but now I know, its becuase I sat there and watched all this potential go.I'm pissed cuz i have no weed and this is what i need,to get off my chest and if i don't ill never rest.Hope you had fun, I know what was going to be dun.I could tell from the moment we left it had begin.What the fuck was I thinking leaving with you I must of been drinking.Its ok cuz I was, but unlike you i was just buzzed.I learned to handle myself, and you can go fuck yourself,oh wait thats why you wanted to go there.So you could get fucked and maybe jizz in your hair.Now I find that we were not ment to be aligned.how could I think that we could be intertwined.I must of been crazy and outta my mind, your just not my kind.I never going to call or try again. I'm done nevers when.You like my mom misused.If only you didn't drink so much and abuse.I guess thats why i was confused.you had reminded me of her my mom.Also you hit me like she did with a closed palm.Thats the past tho I'm forgetting it all thats for sure.I may be immature lol but atleast im not impure.Atleast I can ussure you that your not the cure,to way i was so insucure and home sick...suck some more dick.I missed my friends and all the people i hadn't seen.like nick.I now know you won't be apart of my scene. Ill chill with people that actully mean something to me,that havent changed.They arent dereanged, I have exchanged your love for something much more.For someone who isn't a whore and for someone whom i adore.In conclusion I'm sorry for the confussion,Baby Her love was an illusion.Mike Tolles Rolls