Quote from Me on my Livejournal: Ladies and Gentlemen, give it up for my ex-boyfriend, Anthony Mcmullen! This douche-bag seemed really nice at first and I thought I really liked him. We went out for a couple of days and I broke up with him because I thought we were moving on too fast. He was also really pushy and I barely saw my friends anymore. What, for like five minutes per day? He is a fucking prep who tries to act all cool and shit. He listens to Slipknot, which is a good band, but I bet you anything he doesn't have the slightest clue what they are saying and doesn't give a crap about the meaning behind it. I hate people like that. After we broke up, he kept complaining about how he was supposed to hate me. Yes, for breaking up with him. Seriously. Life happens, move on. I actually broke up with him via Facebook. My phone was dead but I had his number memorized like any girl would and he lived far away from me. Besides, I wouldn't be able to break it to him. I don't like hurting people's feelings and it hurts me to see them hurt. It was a very private message. He posted a link as his reply. He posted it on a fucking public website and got it featured. To make matters worse, he felt it was so necessary to tell me that a whole bunch of people emailed him calling me a whore and a bitch. My words in that message were rather polite, thank you, but noo, the fucking loser had to twist my words in his reply and made me sound like a bad person. People I don't even know on the internet have a bad impression on me already. There goes some people I could have been friends with. Thanks a lot, Anthony. It turns out, a day after we broke up, he got a new girlfriend and that whole time he kept telling me how he still liked me. It made me felt like he never loved me and had her all along and just never told me about it. I felt so used. Her name was Serena and she didn't go to our school. When I mentioned this to him, he said he never got one. More lies. More guilt. Here comes drama. Hooray. I don't even like revenge but since he's been such a horrible person to me, I'll tell you this: One time he was at the park talking to some people that are actually cool but they had a super perverted conversation. He admitted that when no one was home, he would cut open a teddy bear with a knife and fuck it. I dated a fucking pervert. Now I know why people call him Teddy Bear. I hope you get the point. This Anthony Mcmullen is one of the most disgusting, filthiest people I've ever known. I regret everything we ever had. I regret having a fucking prep as my first boyfriend. Feel free to send the faggot hatemail at ultralittlepup@yahoo.com. I'm serious, no lie.