You piss me off.

I hate how much you're cheating on me, yet you pretend you're not doing it.

I hate it when you go to check your texts from her, she's the only one you have to hide the phone with.

I hate that fucking email in your inbox I can't get to that has her name with the subject "hun".

I hate your fucking trip that you went on back in december. The one where you said she was originally supposed to come, but she canceled on you, because you two "broke up."

You know, the one where you couldn't call me a day of the 7 days you were away, and barely text me due to "family stuff."

You know, the one you never actually left for, because I stalked your account you didn't have me added on and I found your name online playing her favorite online game.

I hate how much you started texting "someone" right after the "trip" you never took. You know, because your room wasn't as clean as it was the second you came back.. it was so clean before you left. I saw it on skype. I notice everything.

I hate that message she typed to you not long ago, and you tabbed to your friend's message so it would hide it on the screen.

You tab to stuff and hide stuff so fast when it's from her.

I hate how you delete her texts at times, and when I asked about her text message in the inbox one day, it took you some seconds on your phone to show me the inbox. You don't think I noticed how my name was changed color. It changes color when the contact is moved due to a message being deleted above it.

I have nearly perfect vision.

I read extremely fast.

I've seen everything you do.

You lie too much.