the vocal stylings of...

Last week, my ex read to me a post I'd written about him.

The nerve.

I wrote it last year about the same time he was draggin, raggin and taggin my ass. It's called 'Dear John', it's categorized under January 2018 (for your reading pleasure).

It put me in such a weird space to hear him recite my words. All I was hearing was "Ego ego ego ego and then ego, with ego ego ego."

I decided that I'd read it for you.