Two-Faced Woman.

Started living with us 9 months and 3 days ago,

a sweet kid with short ginger hair and freckles.

Seemed OK at first, friendly and funny, but soon

all that changed.

Yule seems to be a cursed time of year for me -

you became the second person to change after

going home. You came back a different woman,

one who was bitter and twisted.

Friends who you trusted turned out to be liars,

your girlfriend was shown to be a thief, and yet

you defended them as if they were your family

and told me I was lying.

Now you've gone, cheering as if I made your life

living hell. You came crying to me for help and asked

me to solve your problems, then threw me away when

I didn't tell you what you wanted to hear.

All I have left to say is that you are a two-faced woman,

a vile human being and a sorry excuse for a lady. You

are a bitch who can only spew faeces into this world, and

I hope you choke on it one day.

Justice will be served, and you will soon learn that I was

the only person who'd tell you the truth. One day when you

are cold and lonely, rocking back and forth in your piss-ridden

flat, you will remember me.