I’m tired of hearing about how maybe me and my ex just weren’t meant for each other or maybe it was meant to be like this and shit like that.

You know what, no.
Okay.
Just shut the fuck up about it. Cause you know what irritates me more than the skank cunt whore that is dating him for his money and shit right now? People bringing up the fact that me and him are no longer a thing. Really, piss off. People act like I don’t spend almost everyday waking up to that fucking realization or that I don’t know of it, like its some new thing to me that we broke up.
It’s not.
Even of I am “better off” without him and all that pseudo encouragement to move on and shit that doesn’t mean I want to hear you talk smack about him or say that anything we had wasn’t worth it or was a watse of my time or suddenly reveal you think he was no good for me and you were holding off saying it to spare me some kind of realization that he’s this terrible person that I needed to discover. Shut the fucking hell up. Okay? Your opinion still isn’t fucking welcome because despite what people may want to think, I didn’t think that and I still don’t.
We had a falling out, shit happened, he fell out of love with ME. It’s not okay to try and reveal that you thought he was no good cause I’ll disagree with you. He was fine, in fact perfect in a lot of ways. I’m not even mad at him, I’m mad at her for making him plot with her on when he was going to break up with me for 3 months.

So you can shut the fuck up, cause telling me I’m better off doesn’t make me feel motivated to say fuck it and move on. It just makes me mad at you, reminds me of him and makes me fucking upset and depressed. The only way I can move on is if you shut up, let me forget about it and not pretend like it didn’t happen, but try not to fucking think about it, and let me vent or talk about it when I want or need to and shut up when I don’t want to anymore.

I don’t need your damned opinion talking shit about him or telling me to forget and or look at it like it was a grand watse of time.
I for one, am glad I had the time I had with him and he will always have a piece of my heart, but holding onto that or fucking getting told and reminded every minute or people talking shit about him like telling me well he was an ass is somehow going to justify it or make me feel better, no, it doesn’t and I don’t appreciate you acting like now is the time to talk bad about him like its somehow open season to talk shit ow that you may think I hate him for leaving me.
Fuck you.
Fuck you and your pretentious assumptions you asshole.

I’m pissed at the bitch not him, lets talk about her then we can talk shit. But don’t come tome saying, well he wasn’t mature enough for you anyways. Just drop it, cause you’re barking up the wrong tree if you think that’s gonna make me say, yeah maybe your right, or help my pain any…you just add to my anger and upset feelings that shows nobody had any belief in us and now the ugly comments want to rear their heads. Sure he’s being an ass to me now, but you know what, I’m the only ne who can say it. So shove off.

Anastasia Mejia, Timegame, Nayru, Sig. Whatever the fuck you go by now. You’re a fucking cheating ass faced lying cunt whore and you really need to fucking die and do everyone a favor and kill yourself. 

cryaotic:

Not a sheet of paper.

Don’t believe her fake ass outer shell she puts on to manipulate with and lie with, it’s not truly her. 

He aura is rotten.

She is a fucking snake.

http://astronavigatrix.tumblr.com/post/43713047530

Accidently had nothing to do with it, she stole him. 

Anastasia Mejia. Watch yourself.

It really must suck to have burned so many motherfucking bridges that you have to change your email, plurk, aim, and whatever the fuck else like every few months.

Anastasia Mejia, timegame, premiumbitch, sig, Nayru, caffeinated, the hundreds of dreamwitdh accounts and livejournals, astronavigatrix, predatorsforprey, napalmclockwork, nodicehoney, the list fucking goes oooooon.

Honestly your a motherfucking bitch ass cunt whore who uses voudou magic in the most negative possible way, to turn boys, people into puppets and fucking break up couples to steal their lovers, your a sick twisted digusting fuck and I hope you contract a cancer that can’t be cured. I hope they find your mangled body on the side of the road raped and gagged somewhere, because that’s about the justice you deserve for what you’ve done to countless engaged, married, dating relationships just so you can play around with them like food.
You’re the reason people aren’t worth trusting you’re the reason manipulators and liars fucking exist in the world because you use the lack of power you have, cause you have to rely solely on tools, you have no real gifts or powers, to break up couples and fuck them and drop them. Just because you have fucking daddy issues or had a crappy ass life, does not mean you can just take that out on every happy relationship you see and then take the man for a ride for his money and sex, you’re the scum on the earth that deserves to die a slow painful death.

Telling me about how I need to back off on asking him to move and then you do just that, or telling me how your not going to let him be with someone like me. Bitch you have no idea what you walked in on.

You really need to go off and get killed, brutally. Don’t ever fucking cross my path bitch, ever, because your on my hate list. I so much as see you, or even so much as feel your energy, you will regret it. Better yet go commit suicide and wipe your own existence off the universe and do yourself, the world, my ex, and every other poor sap that you’ve suckered into your web a favor and purge yourself from their lives.

You’ll get yours, one way or another.

So….I thought I’d fucking you know…reintroduce myself to a forum I used to frequent and I realized it’s been MONTHS since I made so much a a squeak in the threads. So I was like, I’ll go over, make a thread, talk about what happened, how my ex left me for the black widow she devil of voudou and is now essentially fucking the cunt whore, the enemy, who is using him for money and sex and gods know what else. 

Not in those words exactly though, there was no swearing and I butter coated it as much as I could to not come off totally pissed off and ready to snap her neck when I see her, if I see her, which I am ready to snap her neck. (This is why I tell people there had better be someone to either hold me back or a fucking priests or someone with a body bag if I ever run across her cause my fist will have a mind of it’s own and slam directly in her face).

I digress. 

But you know just a general, my fiance left me, my life as been hard, I met a really nice guy that I’m friends with and we’re hitting it off. Hey I’m semi back to hang out in the forums from time to time when I’m bored, kind of post. 

And OF COURSE, some end all be all of the forum decides that he HAS to reply to me. HAS TO. 

Like there was nothing else in his day that he could have spent his time doing other than to attempt to harass me. 

Honestly I don’t get people, they feel that their negative opinion is so impacting that they HAVE to post it no matter what or their day is just gone to shit or whatever. If you have not one thing good to respond to me other than to say you think I’m fucking crazy or whatever, then just don’t post it, say it to yourself at your computer screen and move the fuck on and just don’t reply to me. That’s all you have to do.

But no, your opinion matters so much that you have to suck up valuable forum space in my thread to tell me that I’m crazy because …who knows why.

It could be any number of reasons honestly, because they don’t believe in voudou or magick or whatever or because I said flat out that I know that’s what happened so I really don’t need the you’re making excuses by throwing magick out as the reason.

No, okay. I contacted a priestess who told me the bitch used voudou on him and I knew that before I even contacted /her. Just because you don’t believe don’t mean I’m not entitled to my belief. You don’t need to believe in voudou or candlemagick because it’s not your life.

I do believe it because it’s mine and I’ve done it and seen it.

The other part of it was that I mentioned that my guy friend was in a bind with the court system right now for stupid reasons with his ex. 

And OF COURSE, they had to voice out that I’m fucking crazy for trusting the person, the fact that they are going through it means I should run, why am I not seeing red flags, blah blah blah. 

This person doesn’t even know the extent of the reason and they rudely mind you, want to tell me to run. It would be a whole other ballpark if maybe they said it in a polite manner, but no. They basically copied that one sentence I wrote and said:

1. Why is this not a red flag to you, regardless of why it’s happening you should run from this guy.

2. I think you’re crazy.

Basically how he/she/they wrote it. 

One, let me make it clear that you don’t know why he’s going through it either so don’t judge, two if you’re gonna say it, say it nicer. 

Three, you didn’t have to say the second line other than to be an asshole. Really.

I know the situation and the person and know that the whole thing is not as bad as it seems. So thanks, but I’ll be the judge of that. 

It’s just a restraining order case and getting sued by his ex for emotional blah blah, frivolous shit. 

I’m not gonna judge someone based on the pure fact that they are going to court for something unless it’s serious shit like murder or rape or something actually fucking BAD.

Beside’s he told me straight out, you think someone who is super ass guilty of something horrible and demented would tell you why and what happened straight out? Most likely not. 

Yeah sure, some people might paint themselves a certain way to look good, but as I said I know this person and what he was accused of is not something he would do, flat out, and there’s no proof that he did, but there’s proof she’s a liar. 

Beyond that, people get sued for stupid shit every single fucking day.

Every single fucking day. 

Alright? you don’t think MAYBE, just maybe normal people in relationships that have ended won’t try to sue for money for this thing and that thing because they think they can ruin you or get more out of you than what they did?

Get your head out of your ass.

Next time, just don’t reply to me, kay? 

Save yourself the trouble of typing and just hit the backspace button. 

I love how everyone calls them cute together, but they have literally no clue about Anastasia and what the fuck she is or did or was like.

This bitch telling me about how to not ask him to move out. This bitch telling me she’s gonna make sure, MAKE SURE me and him break up and she won’t ever let him be with someone like me, because she is somehow miss superior bitch. 

If only they knew that this bitch fucking cheated with him on me by sexting him. If only they knew she’s a fucking liar, manipulating whore. If only they knew that she is using him for money, sex, and her own ego gain. If only they knew that she casts black magic and voudou on him. If only they knew she was racist, a tracer of her art, a fake. They don’t know that she threatened me, or that she hexed me, or that she stole him damn well knowing he was engaged to me, but was going to take him anyways because she wanted to be a bitch. 

If only they knew she was cheating on him right now. If only they knew she is using him. If only they knew she was lying to him. Or the reason she says he’s the cute one or the good one in the relationship is her guilt for knowing she’s fucking wrong and there ain’t nothing cute about her.

If only they knew what she did, to get him, I doubt they would fucking call it ‘cute’.

Believe it or not there was once a time where we could actually have real conversations where I shared my hopes and dreams and thoughts with you and you didn’t fucking spend all your time looking at your phone and just ignoring me like I’m some scum that walked in the room.

There was once a time that you fucking actually talked to me and treated me like I mattered rather than giving me these fucking one word or few word phrases that you pass off as conversation, or idle chat. 

There was once a time where if we passed in the hall you didn’t just fucking weakly wave at me like I’m some acquaintance you fucking met one day and now we keep seeing each other. Where you would actually hug me or hold me and remind me that you cared.

Now you’re just a douchebag to me. You act like there was never so much as a love between us. You act like I’m not even worth fucking LOOKING at while I’m in the room, you just look at your phone and text your WHORE.

And yes, she is a WHORE. You’re paying her over $300 in shit for that pussy you think is fucking so great because you think she appreciates what you got? She appreciates that you’re gullible enough to fall for her tricks to pay out the ass in expensive gifts and shit so she can get money and dick from you. She doesn’t care about the real YOU.

You fucking run in your room away from me and shut that motherfucking door in my face and then act like a fucking saint when you walk out like you can nonchalantly act like you didn’t just fucking snub me. 

There was once a time you actually fucking looked in my face, looked in my eyes even!

Sure you lied to me even then, but at least you had the fucking common courtesy to not treat me like a fucking burden on your space. You at least heard me out.

Now I walk in and you hide your laptop screen like I fucking caught you in a porno scene or like I caught you cheating on me again like at this point I care that your talking to your bitch ass internet whore you call a girlfriend. 

I hope she drops you like a ton of bricks or winds up pregnant so you have to deal with being fucking shunned for it. Cause the way you treat me is no different from the dirt you walk on and after FUCKING almost EIGHT YEARS of being with you and LOVING YOU and treating you like I CARED rubbing your back EVERY FUCKING NIGHT just because I wanted to, JUST BECAUSE I KNEW YOU LOVED IT, JUST BECAUSE I CARED ABOUT YOU. This…

This is how you repay me. You treat me like we never even so much as held each other once or had sex ever and you cringe at my touch like I have barbs in my hands. 

FUCK YOU TOO.

I didn’t spend eight years with you for you to treat me like I’m some girl next door you avoid with a passion. 

At least talk to me like its not idle cooler talk, like we’re at least friends or like I mattered to you at one point in your life. At least do that. At least talk to me…

There was once a time you actually spoke to me like a person and not some work buddy you may have fucked on the side about the fucking weather patterns or some shit….

Not…me asking:how was work?…….You: blah (shuts door in my face). Basically telling me, get the fuck out, I’m sick of you.

FUCK YOU TOO.