Happy birthday, honey. I wish you nothing but all the UNHAPPINESS in the world. You certainly deserve it. You toyed with my heart just because of yours got played with. Yes dear, I'm still bitter about what you had done to me.
What did I ever do wrong to you? Why am I the punching bag for your frustrations? Why the fuck am I too nice to even give a chance for someone undeserving like you?
So my dear, thank you for taking advantage of my feelings. You are the reason why women become materialistic and shallow.
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