Not A. Chance @etherTweeter

And while you're at it, change that fucking avatar picture. I can't believe you have the balls to use it still.

So I hope you feel what I've felt all this last year. Enjoy the abandonment.

I'd like to be the bigger person and wish you well, but I can't. I just can't.

It hurt a year ago, but it hurts more now, seeing how quickly you've fallen in love with someone else.

I thought that, with you, at last I had found that elusive thing. Turns out, it's just another fairy tale you shattered when you cut me out.

Even after all my other heartbreaks, the disappointment in love, I retained the hope it was possible, that accepting love.

Now I doubt that it's possible to find anyone that will love you for all you are, not just the parts they want to see.

I was certain you were better than that. That when you said you loved me, you meant all of me.

You wanted me, but not all of me. I hate you for that. It makes you JUST LIKE HIM.

I feel lied to. I feel cheated. I feel angry. You left because it wasn't easy enough. That's what I thought then and now I know its true.

I wonder how long it took you to find this new love of yours? You say all the things about her that you said to me.

Because, for now, I must stay. I can't leave their little faces. Because I can't take them, I do what I must.

Fate stepped in and made me stay. Someday I'll know why, but for now I will mourn the loss of my chance to escape.

Not with the fights and how unhappy we both are.

And I still think that's true. I don't know if I'll find that again, after him, but my current situation can't last forever.

I sometimes look at your photo and wonder what I was thinking, but then I remember how we were. I always said I wrote you before I met you.

Reading your tweets again. Not sure who you're talking about. Can't help but wonder if you've found someone already.

So I shall tweet into the ether. You might find me. You might not. But here I am anyway.

It still hurts. And I'm still unhappy. A baby changes everything and nothing. You should know this, but I can't tell you.

It's been a year since I heard anything from you. I shouldn't have, but looked at your tweets tonight. Congrats on the new freedom.