So I just saw that post on your blog, and felt compelled to set the record straight. I’ll admit, I was dumb for being fooled by your lies and deceit. You really had me going, believing that you “don’t ever lie”, and that “nothing is going on between you and your ex”. lol. I really need to thank your ex for letting me know what was really up that night, so yeah, if you’re still seeing him, thank him for me will ya? But anyway, I am not a hypocrite. Sure I thought about you just a bit, but that was a fleeting feeling that has all but passed. I can’t deny the fact that we both have similar tastes, and connect on different levels, but that doesn’t make up for the fact that you played me. Your lies & cheating ways are the exact reasons why I dropped you, and want nothing to do with you. And it’s why I can drop you in the same category as all those other girls who’ve done me wrong. Even though we weren’t an official couple or anything, you and I both know it would’ve headed down that path, but that all but ended when instead of telling me the truth, you lied to my face over and over again until the bitter end. Don’t get it twisted, you were never honest with me. You’re the one who played with my heart and emotions. And yes, you’re just another hoe, fucking with your ex up there, telling him that you love him, while telling me how much you like me, and that you and your ex are nothing. lol. And yes, you’re just another two-faced liar, who instead of telling me the truth, I had to find out all that shit from your ex. And yes, you’re a bitch, because I’ve read some of the things you wrote about me in the past, and they show your true colors. And yes you’re a cheater. Think about it. Still romantically and physically involved with your ex, still living with him, still leaving him love notes, still fucking him, but at the same time, telling me how he means nothing, and how much you like me, and how much you want to visit me here in Hawaii… lol. That’s exactly what a cheater does, playing one, while fucking another. Anyway, if you have forgotten me and moved on, why are you still checking up on my blog? lol. And why are you assuming all these things about me? Because you’re getting it all wrong. I’m not afraid of love. I just hate meeting girls like you, who come into my life and waste my time, putting up this visage of being such an “honest & good hearted” person, when you’re the exact opposite, a hypocrite if you will. And getting my heart broken time and time again does not open me up more. On the contrary, it causes my heart to be even more closed and cautious. Anywho, this is the last thing I’ll ever write/mention about you. I’m done. I’ve laid it all out on these lines here. I won’t be thinking about you, nor will I visit your blog anymore from this moment on. And this, I promise you. Deuces.