34. No Mercy
My ex-bf of three years broke up with me on Valentine’s Day when I’d just got back from seeing my mum in hospital.
I’d found other girls’ jewelry around our house & smelled perfume on him, so I saw it coming, but the jerkwad didn’t move out for another three months, during which time he brought the girl he cheated on me with to the house.
So I bleached his black work shirt. Now he’s got a baby he never sees with a psycho girl, and I think he lives with his mum in a council estate, so it’s cool.