Hurt

I’m like you. I’m passive aggressive until I’m not… -OM
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The Lupie Momma

When I’m hurt heartbroken, hell really hath no fury like a woman scorned.

I’m passive aggressive like it’s an Olympic sport.

I have so many saved heartbreak quotes that I can toss one out at a moment’s notice.

I will share every single sad song lyric like a DJ spinning tracks at a club.

I plot revenge like an author plots their story.

I lash out.

I argue.

I’m petty to Nth degree.

I talk a lot of smack for someone who is crying behind every post.

I give an illusion of no fucks given as I wipe tears away from my eyes, and wondering what I did wrong.

I silently pine for you to apologize and ask to make up while I’m silently cussing you out as I scroll through your page.

I hope you wonder who I’m going out with, when I share a snap of me…

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