Merry fucking Christmas

Dear Diary,

Woke up around 19:00, still no text from him.... I felt the anger rising all the way from my chest up to my throat. But there was no one I could scream it to. I didn't wanna explode anymore. I took it all in. Love was out of the picture now. Many times had I thought of giving up... But I still had one card left. It was time to wake the demon up.

"Baby, please don't wait for the time when I'd be full of anger that the love left I have for you would be clouded by complete hatred that I would do things that would make you wish you'd never met me."

"By midnight, if I still don't receive a reply from you, I'm gonna reveal our relationship to your girlfriend. With matching pictures for proof."

"You have no idea how furious you're making me."

"You have no idea how much I hate you now."

"Merry fucking Christmas."