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He left me on my best friend's front porch step Six months and thirty two days ago. And looking back, I couldn't be happier. And they say that breaking up is kind of like a competition, Who can lose more weight, be in a better mindset, accomplish more, Within the span of time that they are single and if it continues through not being single. And being with him, I lost twenty pounds from not eating Because I felt afraid to leave the room Or the house And I felt afraid Of him. I went to the hospital weighing 110 lbs. I am now at a healthy weight again, But my dresses still don't fit right, They're a little too loose in the waist, But I'm still full in my hips And full in my chest. It was like a divorce, And he got custody of all our friends And my toaster. But they weren't real friends If they chose him and him alone. Blind as bats, and just as crazy. I was a mess when he left, I'm being honest. And before that, I was a mess too. But I'm better now. I'm better and I'm stronger and I can stand on my own two feet And not let a vapid, controlling, womanizer Get me down. I am better than I ever was Before I met him, And I am better, a thousand times more Than I was when he left me. And I am so thankful, So grateful, That he left the way he did And that he left at all. I was a shell of a human, But I am better now. Small accomplishments and pride in my work and myself. He's dating the poor thing he cheated on me with. And I couldn't be happier for them. I have love in my heart I had held onto for so long, And I can finally give it to you, because I know you deserve it, And I can stand with you against the world As a united front against whatever may come. Because I am strong, resilient, and ethereal. Because I am braver now, stronger now, better now.
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Nov 2, 2016
Nov 2, 2016 at 1:16 PM UTC
Better Now (Without You)
He left me on my best friend's front porch step Six months and thirty two days ago. And looking back, I couldn't be happier. And they say that breaking up is kind of like a competition, Who can lose more weight, be in a better mindset, accomplish more, Within the span of time that they are single and if it continues through not being single. And being with him, I lost twenty pounds from not eating Because I felt afraid to leave the room Or the house And I felt afraid Of him. I went to the hospital weighing 110 lbs. I am now at a healthy weight again, But my dresses still don't fit right, They're a little too loose in the waist, But I'm still full in my hips And full in my chest. It was like a divorce, And he got custody of all our friends And my toaster. But they weren't real friends If they chose him and him alone. Blind as bats, and just as crazy. I was a mess when he left, I'm being honest. And before that, I was a mess too. But I'm better now. I'm better and I'm stronger and I can stand on my own two feet And not let a vapid, controlling, womanizer Get me down. I am better than I ever was Before I met him, And I am better, a thousand times more Than I was when he left me. And I am so thankful, So grateful, That he left the way he did And that he left at all. I was a shell of a human, But I am better now. Small accomplishments and pride in my work and myself. He's dating the poor thing he cheated on me with. And I couldn't be happier for them. I have love in my heart I had held onto for so long, And I can finally give it to you, because I know you deserve it, And I can stand with you against the world As a united front against whatever may come. Because I am strong, resilient, and ethereal. Because I am braver now, stronger now, better now.
Heard some good news about a friend who isn't a friend, reminded me of douchedick and how much better off I am without him, and how much better off I am with my Bluebird.
LittleBirdWitch
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Nov 2, 2016
Nov 2, 2016 at 1:16 PM UTC
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