Tuesday, 24 February 2009

• Unravelling the Lies of a Cheater

   

  Your nothing but a cheater. A stupid, lying, decietful & repulsive cheater.
  Everything is oh-so much clearer now.
  And you fool
  I have the upper hand.
  You gave me that upper hand.
  Because you think I wouldn't know a thing.
  You think I'm naive.
  
  Don't underestimate a girl.
  
  When the H.priestess restores some faith into lives, she can really work miracles.
  Such as loaning me common sense & braincells.

  When we were together.
  It was a girl called Emily.
  
  Lovely name.
  & I'm sure she's an amazing girl.
  
  But apologies.
  I don't work as a threeway.
  
  So fuck you.
  
  Then now, when you want me back.
  Begging me back.
  
  Yes, I am revelling in this, can't you tell?
  
  You decide to keep a small bit of information.
  Only a tad bit of info.
  Like, Oh, I don't know...
  
  That you have a girlfriend.
  Called Linda.
  
  The heart-breaking aspect of it is that
  She think's the world of you.
  And you simply refer to her as "some creep"
  Who drew "crappy" (how can you say that without feeling guilt or remorse?!) pictures of you.
  
  Oh.
  You said she was just a tourist.
  A tourtist "you showed a good time"
  
  I bet I'd know what that'd mean.
  Except that...
  
  SHE HAS NEVER BEEN TO MALTA!
  
  Twat.
  Twat & your Mad Twatter Lies.
  
  The only part that did turn out to be true
  was that she is from the U.S.
  
  You called your own girlfriend a creep.
  
  It makes me wonder...
  What the hell you could've possibly
  Called me or said about me
  Behind my back.
  
  She liked you for your poems.
  She respected you.
  Do you deserve it?
  
  No comment.
  
  She met you on "uber" or whatever the hell it is.
  
  Yeah. I read her blogs on livejournal.
  
  Which brings me down to the grand unveiling 
  (of whats probably only scratching the surface)
  of your massive web of lies.
  
  Ryn has livejournal.
  She saw it.
  
  & she found the descriptions exceedingly similar.
  Between Linda's TMC & you...TMC.
  
  & when I saw that drawing Linda did of you
  I knew it was you.
  
  & her proclamation that you guys were now together.
  February 16th 2009.
  
  You utter gimp.
  
  Then I realised she was the same girl who's comment on your profile
  turned up on my facebook feed.
  The one that stated
  She had posted that exact picture on your myspace.
  
  So I looked at your myspace.
  
  Which brought me to the discovery of Emily.
  
  I feel like this is the moment where I should sprinkle gold glitter.
  But alas.
   
  Comments
  ( In no particular order)
  
  "Miss you baby"
  
  "I should make you a video"
  
  I know what that implies.
  The same day you "joked" you wanted to do the same for me.
  
  Anyway. Continuing.
  
  "Sex on the beach"
  
  "Ilysm boi <33"
  
  "Cute voice, lets have babies"
  
  Okay. Granted. That last one can be seen as something between mates.
  
  I didn't mind.
  We we'rent together anymore
  
  but then I looked at the dates.
  During the week before I went to Thailand.
  
  We were together then.
  
  So liar.
  
  You fucking liar.
  
  I'm glad I discovered the truth.
  
  All your lies.
  That's all you are.
  & That's all you'll ever be.
  
  A fucking universe full of lies.
  
  That's you.
  
  And you know what.
  I feel nothing for you.
  Neutral.
  
  Apart from a little bit of sympathy.
  
  The sympathy because I feel sorry.
  I feel sorry you have to envelope your own world in
  Lies & Drama
  Just to make your life seem like a life.
  
  Because you live in a pathetic existance.
  
  & thats why I feel sorry for you.
  
  You may live in this TMC universe
  Where you're the puppetmaster
  & we're all just faces.
  
  But you know what.
  
  I'm throwing off my strings.
  
  I'll be one of those rare girls.
  Who will walk out of your universe.
  
  Alive.
  
  x
  
  Celtic Girl

  
   

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