You. You don’t belong here. You had your chance. You’ve had several chances from what I’ve heard. There isn’t more room for you, but you finagle your way back in. With your fucking tricks and manipulation.
No one can resist an injured puppy. But you’re not injured are you? No you’re not. You’ve been scheming and plotting this from the start I suspect. You deserve NOTHING you’ve received. You and your ill-gotten gains. Your parasitic nature; feeding off others so that you can feel strong.
Do you ever tell the truth? Or is everything a tale you’ve spun; full of cliched sentiments and overly grandiose thoughts?
I fear for those who have not learned the truth about you yet. They don’t know what’s about to hit them. About to knock them down and suck the air from their lungs. So help me, I’m not going to let anyone else be hurt by you ever. Because while you may be able to fool others, you can’t fool me. Not anymore. I’ve got things now that you only pretended to give. You and your back-lot of Hollywood sentiments. I have the real thing now. No more facades in my world. And no more in others’ if I can help it.
There’s a reason there are pitbull/Jewish women jokes. It’s because they’re true. Where I once defended you; once took up your cause as my own, there will be no more. I won’t rest until I’ve made sure that others are safe from you.
So take your overdramatically wounded self and move on.
You’re no longer welcome here.