{"id":434,"date":"2011-01-09T10:22:09","date_gmt":"2011-01-09T15:22:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jkuzmier.com\/blog\/?p=434"},"modified":"2011-04-14T09:18:33","modified_gmt":"2011-04-14T13:18:33","slug":"thank-god-you-are-gone","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jkuzmier.com\/blog\/short-stories\/thank-god-you-are-gone.htm","title":{"rendered":"Thank God You Are Gone"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>There you are, walking past me like I don\u2019t exist, but I know you see me.  Damn you, you are a liar.  Everything that you said to me was part of, what?  I don\u2019t even  know. <!--more--> I knew you were a slut of a player from the minute I met you, but no, oh no.  You acted all sweet, so gentle; me? Oh no, I really really like you.  Just you, you\u2019re so special, you blathered away at me.  Idiot I was, I fell for it, I believed it.  <\/p>\n<p>But then I find it out.  You\u2019re on the make and on the prowl; what, did you think it wouldn\u2019t come up in a conversation, somewhere along the line?  You think you women are the only ones who talk?  You think I wouldn\u2019t learn what you did?  Especially with who you did it with.   God, I was such an idiot.  But I guess I am looking in the mirror, looking at you.  I\u2019m the true idiot for even trusting you.  <\/p>\n<p>You\u2019re pissed at what I\u2019ve done to you?  Good.  Go play to the victim and whine with all the girls.  That\u2019s all any of you are good for, playing games, playing victim, pretending your games are all the product of being too nice or whatever crap of the day you think will work on us now.  No more of you and your games.  Do you even know what you did?  You burned me when I was already bleeding.  And there you are, ignoring me?  Not even an acknowledgment that I existed in your life?  And I know you know I\u2019m there.<\/p>\n<p>So now, after all that, you choose a new victim, someone you think I\u2019ll never talk to.  You\u2019re with him now, whispering away in a corner, far away from me.  So that\u2019s how you\u2019re going to play it?  Dumping me out like trash on the street so you can pick up some rubble on the sidewalk and call it gold?  What\u2019s the matter, your games don\u2019t work on men with brains anymore?  You know I figured you out, you bitch.  That\u2019s why you\u2019re with him now.  You know you can\u2019t play with me.  <\/p>\n<p>So fine.  Be with him.  Go hang out in the sewer where you belonged to begin with.  I don\u2019t need you.  You are the worst bitch I have met, because at least I know the other ones loved me at some point.  But you?  You treated me like a game from the day I met you.  <\/p>\n<p>So go. Say the same crap to him that you did to me.  Oh, I\u2019m so innocent and so sweet and so untouched please just love me.  I hope he burns you like you did me.  I will never want to see you again unless you are dying in agony so I can ignore you like you are doing to me now.  And you know I\u2019m thinking this. It&#8217;s why you ignore me, but I know that you know.  So long!  Thank God you are gone.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There you are, walking past me like I don\u2019t exist, but I know you see me. Damn you, you are a liar. Everything that you said to me was part of, what? I don\u2019t even know.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"views":2539,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jkuzmier.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/434"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jkuzmier.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jkuzmier.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jkuzmier.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jkuzmier.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=434"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/jkuzmier.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/434\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":730,"href":"https:\/\/jkuzmier.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/434\/revisions\/730"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jkuzmier.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=434"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jkuzmier.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=434"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jkuzmier.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=434"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}