I'm never going to let another woman like her send me to jail. Not ever again. Especially a crazy junky bipolar psychotic pill Popper, peice of dirt she was. I'm not even going to have anything to do with them. I don't even want to speak to them. Male or female. I don't even want to know them. If you have bipolar or ptsd. I pray to my god. You are struck by lightning. If you think I am joking. You better think again. You don't even know me. A Queensland police man, stomped the head of a bipolar man. Even ran him over in his police van. But it's a shame he just didn't shoot him. They should be legally labelled. A tag; a sign hanging over there necks. A microchip or app that warns you. When these evil people are around. We need protection from them. Forget covid 19. This label does not exist. If it did. It would say this. Telling you, the hidden mental health issues you have. Instead of being able to infect the rest of us. Like a virus. With your secrets and lies. The false image they project outwards. Saying. Hey. This is who I am. How you going? Nice Day isn't?. By the time the people realise. That something isn't quite right with you. They may of married you. Even had children with you. Your a cruel piece of work. Aren't you. But I am one of the lucky ones. I never brought that ring for you. The jokes on you. thank the gods you couldn't fall pregnant I wouldn't want to be tied to you. That would have been a nightmare. I'm not joking swear to God. I dodged a Silver Bullet with you. Why do you think I never wrote a poem for you? You can't force that out of me. Why would I write you a love poem. The answer is simple. There's nothing inspiring or special about you. you even lost some of what you had when I first met you. In nine months you lost them. I couldn't believe it. It truly was a shock. What the hell did you do to yourself. You lost the only things about you. Which truly aroused me most. It did not help your matters. then I had to go away for another nine months cause you kept making me crazy. But I chose to stay with you. Be loyal to you. Chose to do my full time for you. What did you do? To say thank you!. You broke up with me a week before I got out. You crushed me. But I got over you in a day or two. Thinking of my freedom that's to come. If a thought of you came to my mind. I would give the sky the finger thinking to myself, I don't need you!. Remember when I got out. How I never came to see you. I was free of you. But you had to come around and knock on my door didn't you. Upsetting my life is a game to you. The final straw for me. When you tried ramming the cereal bowl into me. Getting cut by you. You lied to the police. Saying I smashed your phone first. Lying trollop aren't you. Any respect or love I had for you. Left my body that day. 2nd of January 2020. was the new beginning of my life without you. Some other blokes would have stabbed you! There still is a chance for that. Just look at you. You have no teeth at all. Somebody knocked them all out. That says something about you. You're just a waste of time and space. smartest decision I ever made was putting distance between you. I knew eventually. You would try and come back. And try seducing me again. That's why I freaking left in the first place. I blocked your Facebook account. But you made another. Bloody stalking me aren't you? Get a clue Magoo. I have moved on from you. I don't want you. In fact I'm in jail right this very second as I'm writing this hate letter for you! Thanks for the cut to my elbow to. I'll be in pain for the rest of my life. It's a big price to pay. But at least now, I'm finally rid of you. I should have broken up with you years ago. The first day, you ever poked your finger into my eye. In fact, I wish I never met you. My life would've been better without you. I saw your new profile photo. A thought came upon my mind. Look at this painted thing. What a fake persona. What a freaking poser. I saw straight through you. Trying to lure me back to your lair Medusa? Your mask won't fool me again. no mask ever will. I knew that wasn't the real you in the picture. I actually laughed. When was the last time you actually wore makeup. I know you are not a angel. And deep down there's nothing nice about you. But it surely is funny how fake you can be. The reasons for the scratches through your name is this. It symbolises how broken and damaged you are. In fact I think you are a self absorbed selfish monster. You should get over yourself, I have!. I do have a confession though. Yes. Yes I slept with her more than once. Even while I was seeing you. How many times I lost count. There even were two other girls who You had no clue about. Yes I cheated on you. I'm not wasting my poetic skill on you anymore. Go away. Get lost.im done with you. I don't want you. I don't want to know you. I hate you. 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