Guide to Kate for new friends 1. “Fuck” is my passion word 2. I enjoy helping racists delete their accounts 3. Matt Gaetz’s wife called me a snowflake, Kirstie Alley hated me and I used Bumble to report insurrectionists to the FBI 4. Women are coming for the GOP in 2024⏳

He didn’t even love himself.

She wished him luck getting through the holidays without rocking the boat in his toxic relationship and with his chosen family knowing he’d have to live with what he did to his own flesh and blood and their mother for the rest of his god damn life.

Dumb twat. Find yourself. Your codependent thirst caused you to not have an identity without him. Best friends even though I’m literally only here to cover up someone way better than me and have no idea!!!!!

Here’s some codependent validation for your addictive abusive efforts, babe! Recovery buddies!! Best friends! Not bad for each other at all! Not stunting any growth for him whatsoever!!!

He sipped on her pain like it was alcohol and Wendy’s stupid thirsty ass thought they were good for him.

His kid already lost their life. He didn’t even have to take care of them. He just had to keep the only promise he made to receive all the choices her loss gave him. He couldn’t. He used those choices to hurt her more when she was already empty and alone because of him.

If he wanted to be an over the hill player, a user, a liar, a cheater, and a misogynistic abuser who is still incapable of taking any responsibility for his actions or his own deceased child at his age, that’s on him.

He tricked her out of having a family and swept under the rug to be childless, voiceless, defenseless, and alone. Traumatized and tormented. Used and abused. Discarded and abandoned. The only tie to the child she gave up for him severed with selfishness.

He found the human embodiment of those sweatpants that didn’t fit, that Mommie Dearest got him for Christmas. An equally generic, thoughtless, last minute, meaningless puddle named Wendy.

He was never on her level if he was this incapable of looking at himself, telling the truth, or doing the right thing.

He was just trying to get through the holidays without rocking the boat again knowing he was intentionally abusing the mother of his child he tricked her out of, who he swore he would never abandon. His inability to rock the boat would end up costing him more than it was worth.

A man who can do that to any woman is a danger to all women. Even the selfish/controlling/catty/thirsty ones who are dumb enough to think they have the upper hand.

He swept a woman and his own child under the rug and covered her up by instantly replacing her with a massive dud of a doppelgänger and thought he got away with it.

She was his victim and he corruptly tried to silence her, punish her, villainize her, have her tormented and abused, driven crazy - to cover up the fact that he was in a relationship with her for a year and she was pregnant with his child who he tricked her into not having.

She wasn’t his little manipulated groupie he could use to play victim to score other women while burning her as hard as he possibly could as she blindly waited in the wings anymore. He abused and breadcrumbed that right out of her for the last time.

This is what class sounds like when it’s been taken advantage of too many times.

This is what class sounds like after losing a child and spending years being patient and non reactive yet still being brutally psychologically abused, burned, and fucked constantly with anyway.

He hid behind the skirts of vindictive, petty, immature women who put on a show to appear like they had class and got whatever they wanted out of him. Honesty is class. Selflessness is class. Years of patience and faith is class. Doing the bidding for an abuser is not.

Wendy and Mommie Dearest could fuck all the way off tho.