I hate your bullshit...you smile to my face and shoot daggers in my back.
You think I am responsible for everything that is no longer going your way, but you are wrong.
People change and grow and just because we don't agree, I am the bad guy.
Your passive agressive ways are getting on my last nerve.
I try to communicate with you and keep you informed--you shut me out and only speak/return calls to others.
Just because it's not YOUR way, doesn't make it wrong.
Keep messing with my kid and you will pay for it dearly.
If I never have to spend another minute in your presance, I would not miss it.
I hate having to be nice to you when you are in my home.
You reap what you sew....