I hope my ex is happy. But I wish he would be happy very very very very very very far away from me.
But the truth is he is not happy, he is bitter. And I have to see him regularly because of my son.
But my wishful and trully honest thinking is here.
My mind is kind of like that. I'm not afraid to speak my mind, even when I know it targets people I care about. Right or wrong, It's who I've become. But I know one thing for certain and I don't want it to ever change,
'G', I really do hope you're happy. I'll always love you...