Hey Loser, I know you said it was over between us, but you left all your stuff at my house. We both know you can't stay away from me, you keep trying to leave but we both know you'll be crawling back to me. Otherwise who knows how I might ruin your fucking life? Maybe I'll go fuck all your friends in your favorite t-shirt, or maybe I'm already pregnant with your baby. Remember that last time we fucked? Well I put holes in the condom so that you could never fucking get away from me. Why are you still trying to fight it?